Turkey Day Troting and Eating...

Brandon and I began our Thanksgiving at 7:45 in the morning! Ugh, it was early! Eventually we made our way to downtown Charleston to participate in the 31st Annual 5K Turkey Day Run, lovingly called the Turkey Trot. (I have been training for the past several weeks to get in shape but also to run in the event.)

At 9 o'clock the gun was fired and Brandon, myself and our two friends Michelle and "Howdy" began the Turkey Trot! Brandon was a trouper and held back to my pace (13 minute miles) which we were able to keep for the majority of the race. We finished the 3.1 miles in 40 minutes, a best for me!! I improved my time by 6 minutes! And I decided not to feel guilty about eating a little extra stuffing and cobbler later that day!
Once home and cleaned up, we feasted on sticky buns while watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. Later on, I completed the Thanksgiving feast, which turned out rather well and really yummy, too. After dinner we trekked to some friend's home where we enjoyed the cobbler, some cake and pie, and the company (the Crawford's, Kerr's and Ben) while playing games.

Thanksgiving '08 was a fun time and Brandon and I decided to make a tradition of the Turkey Trot and of course the eating afterward!


Ringing in the Christmas Season...

After Brandon's 2 week trip I am so happy to have him back home; especially in time for Thanksgiving. Though it's not a favorite holiday it is a great "rite of passage" to one of my favorites! Christmas! And the fact that the weather is nice and cold really helps me get into the holiday spirit.

In our household we typically ring in the Christmas season following the Thanksgiving meal and football with a classic Christmas movie. No not, Holiday Inn, or White Christmas, not even Miracle on 34th Street, or It's a Wonderful Life. Nope at our house we watch National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation! Enjoy some of my favorite lines from the movie!

"That there, Clark is an RV."

"Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas. Kiss my ass. Kiss his ass. Kiss your ass. Happy Chanukah."

"Where do you plan on putting a tree that big, Griswold?"
"Bend over and I'll show you."
"You've got a lot of nerve talking to me like that!"
"I wasn't talking to you."

"We're gonna burn some dust! Eat my rubber!"

"Can't see the lines can you Russ?"

and of course, "I'd like Frank Shirley, my boss, right here tonight. I want him brought from his happy holiday slumber over there on Melody Lane, with all the other rich people, and I want him brought right here with a big ribbon on his head. And, I want to look him straight in the eye and I want to tell him what a cheap, lying, no good, rotten, floor-flushing, low-life, snake-licking, dirt-eating, inbred, overstuffed, ignorant, blood-sucking, dog-kissing, brainless, dickless, hopeless, heartless, fat-ass, bug-eyed, stiff-legged, spotty-lipped, worm-headed, sack of monkey sh** he is! Hallelujah! Holly sh**! Where's the Tylenol?"

Ah, gotta love it!