Howdy gangstas. I am back from Thanksgiving break, but sure am not recovered. My workin’ pants were awfully difficult to button this morning, but at least the turkey I ate last Thursday was delish enough to be worth it. Did not help that we attended a gorgeous wedding with oodles of snacks and a to-die-for dinner Saturday night. Had zero self-control. ZERO, I tell ya. Time to reel it back in though, because after Christmas shopping most of last week, we really cannot afford to buy me a new wardrobe. Casey is nodding as he is reading this. I can feel it. Marriage can do that to ya. OH and FYI, I hope you stay til the end of this post, because there is some helpful fashion advice at the end. EXCITING!
So here are the recent haps.
My sister-in-law made another appetizing turkey similar to last year’s. Had to take a picture, because he was just so cute.
Oh I could just eat him!
My mom and I shopped til we dropped, and she bought me this new coat, which is one of the reasons I love her.
Isn’t she just the cutest little hipster mom ya ever saw?
Did that Turkey Trot like always. Best 10K time eva, and I don’t mind braggin’ ’bout it or using apostrophes.
Oh we look so stunning at 7 a.m., don’t we? SO glam.
Post Turkey Trot, pre-Turkey-Eat.
We decorated for Christmas, and the kitties are thrilled, because now they have a fake pine to chomp on and wrapped presents to stomp on.
One day I should stop taking all my pictures on my iPhone.
Saturday we meandered up to Austin for Colby and Tanner‘s wedding. It was gorgeous and breathtaking and lovely and just a grand ol’ time. Casey’s best man was the best man again, because I guess he is everyone’s best friend! We sure like him! He likes Casey, too, as evidenced below.
Casey wasn’t a groomsman, but he did have a very important job.
More blurriness. Hope you like my dress, because Casey and I sure had an adventure getting it on! We spent an hour (not an exaggeration, even Casey will tell you) trying to zip that thing up before we left for Austin, but it kept getting stuck at the seam. At one point we couldn’t get it up or down, which meant I could not get the dress totally on or totally off. HILARIOUS. Except not, because I was STRESSED. We had to leave for hippie-town ASAP. So, I told Casey I would just deal with it in the car. And he was all “How are you going to do it in the car if you can’t even do it standing up?” or something all practical and logical like that, and I was all “Casey, just trust me” or something all philosophical and marriage-y like that. So, we get in the car, and I am no longer stressed, because I know I have 3-ish hours to get in or out of this dress. (I brought a spare, just in case.) And wouldn’t ya know it, five minutes into the car ride I had successfully removed the dress from my body (and put on another, just in case you wanted to know if I was riding shotgun naked…I wasn’t…for the majority of the car ride). Here was the trick (in case you ever find yourself in this stressful STRESSFUL STRESSFUL situation: relax. You know when you put on a ring that’s too small and then you STRESS and you feel claustrophobic and your finger swells up MORE and then it’s just AAHHHHHHHHHHH I’M GONNA DIE BECAUSE MY CIRCULATION IS GOING TO GET CUT OFF AND WHO WILL TAKE CARE OF MY CATS IF I’M DEAD? The WORST, am I right? But then someone calms you down, you take a few deep breaths and then POP, ring comes off your finger like no problemo. So, I said to myself as this dress was stuck on my bod, I said “RELAX MEGAN JUST CALM THE EFF DOWN FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE.” And I took a few deep yoga-ish breaths, and I just sort of melted out of the dress. Magical. So then I zipped it all the way after several tries, because that zipper had a habit of getting stuck at the seam whether it was on or off my body. I asked Casey if he thought I should try to put it on with the zipper all zipped up, and he said “Megan, just take a break from the dress.” Again with the logic and practicality. This kid. So I took a break, and then I went in for round 157 of trying to get this dress on, because I REALLY wanted to wear THAT dress. I used the same technique. I said “RELAX MEGAN JUST CALM THE EFF DOWN FOR THE SECOND TIME IN YOUR LIFE.” And then I just melted into the dress. And then I popped back into the front seat, and Casey was just FLABBERGASTED that I got back into that dress. I just LOVE blowing his mind with all my magic tricks.