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Virginia is for Thanksgivingers

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My family likes to do this awesome thing where nobody lives near each other.  Consequently, my Novembers and Decembers are usually full of a lot of travel.  Thanksgiving was no exception, and I found myself in Charlottesville, Virginia.  It was a pretty typical holiday with my family.

When we ran out of wine glasses, we used Pyrex.

We had crepes for breakfast before eating Thanksgiving lunch. 

We played lots of Carcassone.  Lots.

My brother bought me Coca-Cola Light from Finland.  So much better than Diet Coke!

We kicked it at James Madison’s crib.

Momma!  She loves making the blog.


We enjoyed the Virginia countryside.

We walked around an apple orchard.

It was really fun to see my family, but another highlight of my trip was probably flying out of Virginia at dusk.  My airplane was just flying into the sunset the entire flight to Chicago.  It was gorgeous.  And it was a good thing that it was so pretty, because my reading lights were out on my flight from Charlottesville to Chicago and again on the one from Chicago to Denver.  What are the odds?

The cherry on top was that when I got home, I had a great little guy waiting to greet me.

Bear helped me unpack.  Such a helpful little pup!


Author: paulamahla

Typical Colorado girl that can't make up her mind. Trail running, hiking, climbing, camping, CrossFit, ultimate frisbee, and skiing? E, all of the above.

One thought on “Virginia is for Thanksgivingers

  1. Twin, I love this immensely. I love the fact that you drink wine out of pyrex, highlight the presence of CocaCola Light in your life, and take pictures of sunsets from the plan. But my favorite is Bear.

    I must visit

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