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Happy Thanksgiving 2014

Happy Thanksgiving!

I’m posting early in hopes you won’t be in pecan pie coma yet.

Which brings up an important question- do you even like pecan pie?

Much like pumpkin, I find the topic highly divisive at the Thanksgiving table.

I don’t understand how anyone could hate either, but then again I pretty much love anything placed in a buttery crust and baked.

Oh, and can we also talk about how one properly slices a pie?

I realize I’m a self-proclaimed health nut, but I must confess, Thanksgiving pies must always be sliced into six, not eight pieces.

Unless of course you are creating a little dessert sampler plate, in which case it should be cut into 12 pieces.

Yes.

6. Or 12.

I realize how preposterous 6 may sound, but that’s just how it’s gotta be.

Regardless of whether you love or detest pecan (or pumpkin) pie, or cut your pie in 8 pieces instead of six, I will not judge.

On the same note, please be so kind not to judge me as I reach for my second helping of cranberry sauce or mashed potatoes.

It’s probably going to happen.

Today we head to the boonies to celebrate Thanksgiving Round One with Will’s family.

Which means, for about six years straight, I’ve missed the Thanksgiving Day parade. I used to always watch it growing up.

Are you an avid watcher? Am I missing out? Should I DVR it?

Actually, don’t tell me to DVR it. I wouldn’t watch it. Something about taping a live holiday event and then watching it afterward just seems a little sad.

Moving on.

You’ll be proud (or annoyed?) to learn I worked out at the gym this morning, despite the fact it feels a little like a complete and utter waste in some ways. smile

I still feel quite accomplished, and even gave myself a pat on the back.

Literally.

I’m pretty sure Will rolled his eyes.

He was even more annoyed when I kind of sort of ran late and had to accomplish my makeup, crooked eyeliner and all, in the car.

Real life.

So now we’re all settled, all done up, and headed to grandma’s house, mashed sweet potatoes, broccoli salad, crooked eyeliner and all.

Anyway, tomorrow’s festivities will be more low key. We outsourced our Thanksgiving meal and I can’t wait to tell you about it.

Until then, I am going to bask in the love of my family.

And pie.

Definitely pie too.

On a serious note, I want to take a moment to thank you.

There are millions of blogs out there. Ones that are far more modern than this outdated archaic design I’ve had since 2008, and ones that are probably more entertaining.

Yet you come here and read my words everyday.

I appreciate it.

Some of you since 2005, and I love that. I’ve grown up so much since those early posts as a young newlywed. I like to think, by God’s grace (and patience) I’ve gotten far better since then. I hope you’ve become better too.

I hope you’ll continue on this journey with me.

Thank you for reading.

Thank you for being for me.

Thank you for being kind.

Sorry for the scattery post today, but I wanted to say hello.

Happy Thanksgiving from The B-Love Family. ❤️

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brittny I'm B-Love. Lover of God, my husband Will, my doggies, OU football, weight training, plyometrics healthy eating (mostly!), peanut butter, and all things health related. Buckle up and get ready for my constant embarrassing moments, health and fitness tips,and my effort to rely on Christ while living life in the real world. Follow me on Feedly! Sign up for monthly emails at blove@theblovelife.com!


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