We really didn't plan it this way. There might have been an element of "oh, this was so fun last year, we should do it again."
My mom, Hope and I went shopping on the Friday after Thanksgiving. It's not as crazy as it sounds. We go to La Encantada in Tucson, which is this lovely outdoor mall that isn't crowded. We don't go for Christmas shopping, either, but more to screw around and enjoy ourselves. We had Italian for lunch. And really, Hope did the most shopping, which is a major reversal.
All was well until we hit the Black/White store and found these great tops that were neither black nor white. My mom loved the sweater and went to try it on, while Hope and I waited in the dressing area. We'd previously spotted and admired the tops with the roses, but left it there. Then this young gal came out of a dressing room and looked so fab in that selfsame top, we felt compelled to try them on, too.
It was meant to be, don't you think?
I got Hope's for her as a birthday present. She promised to put it away again after Mexican food night, and re-open it on her special day. We'll see if she does.
This was our Thanksgiving. Nothing profound. Nothing earth-shattering. We did silly things and ate great food, drank a lot of wine. We slept in, sat in the sun, took walks, read.
Perhaps a happy life gives one little to report of interest.
Still, I'm thankful.
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