Thanksgiving! Here’s the Broad and I stuffing our pie-holes. Thanksgiving was lovely, as usual. I always have a good time over at Josh’s grandparents’ house.

The dessert offerings this year: pecan pie, pumpkin pie, a special gluten-free chocolate cake (I had a bite but wasn’t feeling it), eggnog “loaf” with rum frosting, and my favorite: the chocolate chip rice krispie coconut cookies Shirley made “just for you, Liz” (love that Shirley).

Here’s Josh’s Muncle playing with the flying machine he bought for his 6-year-old grandson (the instructions provided said it was meant for ages 14 and up).

Said grandson playing with an old record player. I told him to smile, and he did his best.

After dinner, everyone plopped in front of the televisions upstairs and downstairs to watch the Seahawks game. Luckily, I had Corinne with me and a good excuse to leave early: she had to be at work at 3 a.m. the following morning (ugh) for Black Friday (double ugh). I also had Maggie and Bear Cub out in the car, because Thanksgiving day was so windy and stormy at the New House they were actually happier in the car.

Bear Cub being a cutie cub. Last night we were watching “Cheap Thrills” (talk about a nail-biter!) and she went out through the doggy door with no prompting! Hurray! Only took her 3 weeks.

I’ve started putting books on shelves. Here are two shelves’ worth of fun biographies, books about culture, and just about everything written by David Sedaris, Augusten Burroughs and John Waters.

Josh randomly came up with the idea yesterday to do the kitchen Hawaiian-themed. I love it! Will I have to replace these grape jars with…pineapple jars?

The coat Phyllis is wearing kind of has a Hawaiian theme, huh? Look how well she coordinates with the Kit Kat Klock. That’s the nice thing about having specific color obsessions: they all coordinate.

I love skylights.

I discovered some of my old notebooks from high school. The poetry I wrote in the mid-90s (very Nirvana inspired) was incredibly embarrassing, but I like the little ink scribbles. I also found some old love letters. That’s the thing about being a sentimental hoader: I will keep every note/letter/card you send me. E-V-E-R-Y. Always.

I dusted off all the pictures for the photo wall and Josh arranged them. He tends to arrange things on the walls in straight lines and I prefer haphazard, so this was the middle ground.

The cover of the current BUST magazine is very pretty. I like the 60’s makeup.

My bangs are growing out, and with some training are finally swooping in the direction I want them to. Now I just need to resist chopping them off again!

I’ve been eating an array of sugar/fat/carbs lately, but thanks to all the flights of stairs in the New House haven’t gained a pound. Woo hoo!

Thanksgiving day I was driving and chatting with my mother on the phone (I like to fit in my phone calls while driving) and I had to pull over and snap a pic of this amazing rainbow. I’m glad I enjoyed that sight, because today…

…I woke up to this! It was not a suprise, because all week long everyone kept telling me it was going to snow today, but STILL. Snow tires are being put on my car at this moment! Better to be safe than sorry, Charlie. Ah well, at least the sun is shining! Bright side! Happy weekend, blog-logs.