Thanksgiving is a time where our families get together to celebrate one another and all that God has given us. It is a time to appreciate the good in our lives and to overlook that bad.
I love Thanksgiving for its meaning, but honestly, I really love that we get to celebrate over kick-ass food. Dinner always starts at 5 p.m., but there is a lot of preparation that goes into Thanksgiving planning when you are the daughter of the hostess.
First thing in the morning, Jake and I head over to our parents’ house around 8 or 9 a.m. Mom has a breakfast casserole cooked and ready for all of us to eat while the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade is on. Keep in mind, Dad’s band always plays until 2 or 3 a.m. the night before at Shenanigans.
Once the parade is over, and the dog show comes on…
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