We're spending today driving to Ohio for Thanksgiving with one small human and one small dog (Virgil does not enjoy cars and is indulging in a little NYC staycation this weekend).
Last year's trip (video above) was fun; we're seeing if we can top it this year (I'm feeling some serious car dancing and definitely a stop at Quaker Steak 'n' Lube).
In the meantime, here are some Thanksgiving-type recipes for you!
You know, the joke (in the movies, anyway) is that couples who leave their babies at home for the first time are total basket cases, calling home every three seconds and skipping the after-dinner movie because they just can't wait to get back to the baby.
Grandma's babysitting!
And we are going OUT.
For dinner.
A block away.
It turned out that I could not have cared less what I wore during my post-birth hospital stay, busy as I was being alternately over-the-moon elated and psychotically exhausted.
