Thanksgiving in Atlanta

With the recent change in scenery, our Thanksgiving was bound to change too. As November progressed, we naturally prepared for colder weather but it never came. I’ve even found myself bundling up to walk the girls to the bus stop only to be peeling off the sweaty layers 200 feet from our home. I’m really surprised by how much I missed autumn, the progressively colder weather, the snowy mountains and the wet boots with snow matted furry parts. I purchased hot cocoa and apple cider for those cold wintery nights but we’re needing to drink them iced instead…weird!

Luckily, we got a taste of the autumn we miss so much when our sweet Uncle and Aunt, Mr. and Mrs. Incredible invited us to Atlanta for Thanksgiving. I’ve always wanted to go to Atlanta since watching “Gone With the Wind” as a child. There’s something so endearing about that good ol’ Southern Hospitality, the big poofy dresses made from curtains and the handsomely polished men who wear pocket watches and look like Clark Gable. I wanted to pack my pink satin prom dress with the puffy sleeves, but He-Man passionately vetoed it as inappropriate dinner attire. Apparently, he’s never been to a party at Tara.













Alas, how surprised was I when upon arrival we found no “Enterprise Horse Carriage Rentals”….although we did get to ride a horse carriage drawn by the James brothers. And to add to the authenticity of the experience we got to ride during the latter end of Jesse’s post-lunch digestive process. Horses really don’t possess any sense of propriety.


The Incredibles provided a delicious dinner and even prepared gluten-free desserts since several of us can’t eat gluten. The food was good, the conversation lively and the company absolutely delightful…even without china or a plantation backdrop.

To burn off the meal we organized a good old fashioned snowball fight. The challenge was finding the snowballs in 60+ degree weather. Lucky for us, I found GINORMOUS marshmallows on our cross country trip that substituted nicely….

Mrs. Incredible was the first casualty when the first ‘snow’ball thrown landed squarely on
her eyeball. You’d think getting hit by a marshmallow wouldn’t be so bad, but when they’re that big, the fluffy mass actually leaves a powder mark AND kind of hurts…which several people were quickly able to attest to. New rule, unless of course you want to get pummeled, avoid the face.

Mrs. Incredible possesses the super power of taking amazing photography. She generously treated our family to a photo shoot. Here's some of our faves!

To add to the awesomeness of our holiday weekend, we watched "The Unsinkable Molly Brown" with Debbie Reynolds while we did "Sparkle Toes" which Violet decreed that they shall be known as "Twinkle Toes" ever more.

Further celebrating the girlieness in 80% (a little less if Ferrari, the cat, is a boy) of the people who attended Thanksgiving dinner, we shopped at my new favorite splurge store, "Charming Charlie", which is stocked to the top with all things feminine. And it's all color coded. Need I say more?

I think not. Mr. and Mrs. Incredible, Elasti-Girl and Violet, thank you for the fabulous weekend! We can hardly wait to do it again!

To add to the awesomeness of our holiday weekend, we watched "The Unsinkable Molly Brown" with Debbie Reynolds while we did "Sparkle Toes" which Violet decreed that they shall be known as "Twinkle Toes" ever more.

Then to celebrate the girlieness in 80% (a little less if Ferrari, the cat, is a boy) of the people who attended Thanksgiving dinner, we shopped at my new favorite splurge store, "Charming Charlie", which is stocked to the top with all things feminine. And it's all color coded. Need I say more?

I think not. Mr. and Mrs. Incredible, Elasti-Girl and Violet, thank you for the fabulous weekend! We can hardly wait to do it again!