Perfect

That about sums up my day.

Woke up around 9:30 and ran to the grocery store to pick up the ingredients for my most excellent spinach feta salad. (Side note: it had been years since I’d made this particular dish, but it was a hit. Spinach, feta, red onions and a homemade balsamic vinaigrette.)

Then I took Gertie on a four-mile run. It was a little rough due to a late Wednesday-night-before-Thanksgiving out in Westport, but I PROMISED myself I would do this and I’m so glad I did. (Speaking of out in Westport, I had a very exciting and slightly stalkerish on my part encounter with a very special someone and her perfect boyfriend. Story and photo to come…)

The weather was beautiful. With the autumn leaves crunching under my feet and watching a group of guys play a game of flag football in the park, it felt like something out of a holiday movie with Ben Stiller. And nothing says sentimental Thanksgiving like John Denver singing in your ear!

After my run, I quickly got ready and assembled my salad then we were off to the boyfriend’s parent’s house for a day filled with laughter and food. Really, it was amazing. They are such wonderful people who fit perfectly into the Queen of Quirky way of life…

After stuffing ourselves (holy cow, that was awesome stuffing!), the boyfriend’s sister and her boyfriend joined us for a trip down to the Plaza to watch the turning on of the Plaza lights. Unfortunately, I was looking down at my phone when the lights went on, but whatevs.

Now we are back at the boyfriend’s pad. Some are . playing rock band and I’m groaning in fullness, but smiling in happiness.

Tomorrow it’s off to my folks’ for more turkey…

PS: Gertie had a wonderful day playing with Lily, eating her busy bone and getting loving (and some scraps) from the boyfriend’s family. She’s crashed out!

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