thanksgiving · writing

I Solemnly Swear I am Up to No Thanksgiving Discussions

Because that would lead to being up to no good, after all. My inbox has filled up today with advice on how to handle potentially volatile family dinner conversations tomorrow, and I’m not sure about your fam, but mine has always tended toward the loud and dramatic, so we already¬†had a “no discussing” rule.

We’ve also always had the saying “family event isn’t over until somebody cries and Calley falls asleep on the couch.”

Love you, Aunt Calley ūüôā

Anyhow, it’s a bit futile to believe somebody won’t bring up the state of America¬†since it’s apparently all anybody ever wants to talk about, but if you’re looking for some other topics of discussion, here’s what the preteen girls and I came up with on our drive over the mountain today.

Feel free to discuss…

The best book you read this year. My girls’¬†votes were in for Percy Jackson. My top is All the Light We Cannot See. It’s followed closely by Gods in Alabama,¬†but that might lead to a football discussion and we ban those at our house. Maybe I’ll change my answer to Jackson’s latest, The Opposite of Everyone. (Which is pretty much how some of us feel.)

The trend you’re finally embracing. My twelve-year-old is loving her boots and Simply Southern tees. Her cousin likes the black and white Nikes, and as for me? I’m finally going to break down and buy some skinny jeans.

The best show you’re watching (even if Netflix means you’re behind the rest of the world). All the girls voted When Calls the Heart, which I love because it’s family friendly and Brian Bird is one of my favorite people to hang out with at writers’ conferences, but confession: we also got sucked into Once Upon a Time. I was pretty questionable about this until after season 3. The villain becomes a hero? Redemption story? I’m all in.

What you’d like for Christmas–materialism only. No wishing for any of those abstract verbs. One of mine wants straps for her Eno, and one wants more American Girl (ahem, Target knockoff) playthings, and the littles want a swing set because we left ours at the the old house.

And I want a drama-free family event where no one cries. But I’m all good with naps on the couch, and apparently, breaking my own rules.

Happy Thanksgiving!

family · thanksgiving

What Thanksgiving Looks Like….

….when it’s gluton-free.

I figure today was a perfect day for a Thanksgiving post even though I’m as ready to decorate a tree as anyone. ¬†It’s still good to remember the specialness of a day for thanks-giving and a day we got to spend reconnecting with some family.

Leg #2 of our 1500 mile journey last week took us to Catawba, Virginia, which is about 45 min north of Blacksburg. ¬† We stayed with Joshua’s brother and sister-in-law, who due to Catie’s allergies, are organic-y non-gluton folks. ¬†Luckily, they made a few exceptions for us and still managed to stay within Catie’s best health.

So here’s a gluton-free Thanksgiving, Brackett style.

That’s right….macaroni and cheese (with broccoli), pumpkin pie, a big stuffed turkey (Catie is one of those Yankee people who do stuffing instead of dressing but we love her anyway), a heavy-laden table, and some tired folks on the day after.

Happy Thanksgiving because it’s never too late for that.

family · · thanksgiving

1500 Thankful Miles

By the time we rolled into our driveway at way past kids’ bedtime on a school night yesterday, I was a little over being in the car. ¬†And a lot stunned by the almost 1500 miles we logged on a circuitous trip for a short vacation, a little family, a big Thanksgiving, and a glimpse of Christmas. ¬†It was such an eventful (and yet not so much) trip, that I’ll have to blog about it in little bits.

And for the record, I didn’t miss having cell phone coverage as much as I missed being able to blog. ¬†I know I could have written in my journal but that makes my hand cramp and sometimes I’m a whiny baby like that. ¬†So if Santa wants to drop a laptop off at my front door this Christmas so I can stay caught up in blogsphere at all times, that would be great.

First leg of our journey was an incredibly long ride all the way up to Shenandoah Valley….

for some horseback riding…

and some ice skating…

some really good gelato in Charlottesville…

and a fun playground.  Sure we drove almost 700 miles for a playground.

If you had this face grinning at you all the time, wouldn’t you give in?

Tomorrow I’ll bring you route two of our journey and some tips on how to have a fabulous gluton-free Thanksgiving. ¬†Here’s a little preview.