One of the best things about staying at my aunt and uncle’s is that they have about 900 rescue animals. It’s all day arms of an angel over here. They even have a sad one with one eye.
They could be there own commercial. Although they are all very sweet, I have a pretty solid bond with this guy:
We both have no sense of the space we take up or the things we knock over. He ran with me a little bit the first time, but he was not having it on day two. And neither were my legs. I went up one hill and it was like someone was eating my legs like spaghetti. I don’t know what that means exactly, but it felt like twisting forks. Went ahead and headed home pretty quickly.
After spending Christmas Eve with the puppies and not running, we had to get read to out for some family time. But, first, we took some really class photos.
If that’s not some high-end modeling, then I don’t know what is. My parents also showed off their skills with the always popular prom party shot.
Look how much fun they’re having! I’m still pretty surprised we aren’t in movies or on magazine covers.
After the photo session, we headed down the longest and most terribly winding road that has ever existed to my cousins’ house. It was a beautiful drive, but about 100% terrifying.
How cool are those frost-covered trees!! It took me a long time to figure out that that wasn’t clouds. Mainly, the fact that there were almost no other clouds in the sky helped me reach my conclusion.
Anyway, for as long as I can remember we spent Christmas Eve with my cousins in Austin. Then, they very rudely just up and moved East. So, even though I’m still bitter, it was really nice to get to do that again. It’s also nice to have some people to decorate cookies with.
I wasn’t very sure of my choice, but they turned out delicious. Sprinkles taste great in pretty shapes and in ugly shapes.
That multicolored Christmas tree is all me. I had to eat it to destroy the evidence of my lack of talent. One cookie is never enough, so I had some more.
They were just laying there taunting me with their perfect powdered sugar frost. I also found some more large dogs that don’t know they weigh more than five pounds.
Thuper speshul those two.
And we opened some gifts.
How did they know I needed a festively-painted redneck wine glass??? HOW! After eating way too much, I packed up my cup and we headed back into the mountains to wait for Santa. Stay tuned…