Is there anything more marvelous than a long holiday weekend spent with family? I think not.
In an effort to keep this post a manageable length, I’m going to attempt to keep it to mainly pictures with minimal explanation.
Wednesday storm = changed travel plans = sunrise from the car
Arriving in a winter wonderland.
Home sweet home in time to enjoy some wine and help a teeny bit with the meal.
As always, my parents’ house was beautiful. I love that we light candles for big dinners.
The meal was AMAZING. I wait all year for corn pudding. All. Year.
And of course, the pie. My mom even took on the challenge of gluten free pie crust so I could enjoy my pumpkin pie belly-ache free. I’m so lucky!
John’s slice of chocolate pie, the first of many.
Even though not all my siblings were able to be there, I still got to talk to everyone, which was so nice!
Enjoying the amazing view. I miss the mountains. *swoon*
Workout time! I basically died on the treadmill, it was my first run in a loooong time.
Some local shopping with my mom. My town is so adorable it’s almost painful.
Yes that’s inside a store.
Also, we saw this:
Only in Vermont! Seriously though, I found some fabulous sweaters and a gorgeous blazer for only $10!!
We hunted down our Christmas tree, another huge family tradition I look forward to every year. We are very particular, especially my mom and me (and my sister, but she sadly wasn’t there). It has to be perfect. The farm is gorgeous, especially since the snow had stuck to all the branches. It’s like a Christmas card!
Yes, I know we aren’t looking at the camera…
Our tree! I am super helpfully posing for pictures while my dad cuts it down.
And of course a wreath for the front door.
Once we got home, John and I warmed back up playing Wii with my brother. I’m terrible, but I love it! This is my (video) game face. Gr!
Saturday night we went to dinner with my Mom and Dad at a restaurant that a friend of theirs owns. It was super adorable in a converted old Victorian house.
The chef/owner/friend of my parents has a sister with Celiac, so she has perfected a gluten free pizza crust over years and years of experimenting.
It’s true! It really didn’t taste like cardboard! It was crazy delicious, the first gluten free crust I’ve had that actually tastes like pizza crust. Sadly, the recipe is secret.
Sunday we made our way home, and even saw a bunch of trucks carrying Christmas trees south to sell to the city folk (like John and me…).
An action packed holiday weekend, full of time spent with my Mom, Dad, one of my brothers, and John, is what’s making my Monday marvelous.
Thanks to our host Katie! Head over to Healthy Diva Eats for even more marvelousness
Questions: How was your holiday weekend (if you celebrated)? If you’re celebrating Christmas, do you have your tree yet? Are you jealous of how beautiful it is where I grew up? (you should be!)