It was a tacky shirt party, but I didn’t get the memo. James, however, got several memos that must have mentioned it was a tacky shirt, tacky pants and tacky accessories party.
It was a great end to our Thanksgiving break. Now, it’s time to see how many holiday events we can pack in before Dec. 25.
While James competed in the CrossFit Dahlonega Challenge, I spent the weekend with my family in nearby Gainesville.
Thanksgiving is perhaps my favorite holiday of the year. I think it’s a combination of perfect weather, a spectacular outdoor color pallet, home-cooked food and time with family.
James pulled out his skin-tight, throw-back-to-the-70s baseball uniform, while I opted for a comfy roller girl getup–minus the skates, lest I break my neck.
It’s hard to beat a weekend with my sister in a coastal town during a seafood festival.
This morning, you woke up and welcomed 30 as you looked back the past three decades and wondered how time passed so quickly.
When I was younger, I wanted to get as far away from Gainesville as possible, but now, I realize just how much I love coming home.