So after my pity party on Thursday, I really did sulk and drink wine and the next morning the travel advisories were lifted and we decided to make the trip! It was a great trip, the only snag being that Jake left a stegasaurus in the Tim Horton’s at Sicamous, and when we went there on the way home it was, of course, gone. Prior to this information, Jake was incredibly agitated – would it be there? Would someone have taken it? – but he seemed to get a great deal of closure on the discovery that it was gone forever.

Missing stegasauruses notwithstanding, the weekend was a success. My mother-in-law made a ham and a turkey, and carnivorous Jake was in his glory. Mark and his dad kept busy with their drivers and an old bucket of golf balls, and me? I pretty much ate my body weight in Macintosh apples and Concord grapes. A very successful weekend.
That’s me with a giant mouthful of grapes.

I have much to be thankful for this weekend and always, and I have a much more thoughtful post coming to that effect, but for now I’m drowning in laundry and the unpacking process. Happy Thanksgiving!