A Turkey Ten

I have returned to MyCity after a fantastic holiday break, and I just wanted to throw out a quick post/recap. What better than a top ten list? Except this isn’t really a top 10 list, it’s just a… 10 list, but whatever, guys. 

10 (plus): pounds gained… this is a conservative estimate. And staying as an estimate… there’s no way in hell I’m stepping on a scale anytime soon.

9: days off. Werd.

8: approximate potato:person ratio at Goldenstein Thanksgiving. (8 potatoes per person, not 8 people per potato. We like our potatoes, y’all)

7(x6): victory by my team. Boom.

6: 100 ft. strands of lights on Mama G’s Christmas tree. Their house might be mistaken as an airport some time in the next month.

5: beds I slept in throughout the week. 

4: dollar amount of each of the three cold-pressed juices I have in my fridge as part of this week’s detox. Yes, that’s $12 worth of juice, but it made me feel better after the Arby’s I had for dinner, OK?

3 (x10) + 9: years of marriage that my girl, Jean, celebrated with her husband over the break. Jean is a neighbor and friend of Smoke and MamaG. I’ve known my whole life that she loves (like loves) purses, but I recently learned that she also loves Fireball. Which is why she and MamaG traded on and off buying four (or more?) rounds of it while celebrating Friday night. Happy Annipursary, Jean, Jean, The Fireball Queen!

2: family members who fell down at the bowling alley. (Smoke didn’t see a step and Sue stepped a hair bit too far into the actual lane)

1: peacock refugee. (I miss my brother)

So there you have it… a short recap of another epic trip. Now, I have to pat myself on the back here and say that I have tons of fruits and vegetables already prepped and in the fridge, ready for tomorrow, my suitcase is nearly half unpacked, and I’m doing a load of laundry while finishing up some work before I go back tomorrow. AKA: I’ve been more productive in the last two hours than I have been in the previous nine days.

-Bev