I really don’t believe Christmas begins until Thanksgiving has been played out- AKA Turkey is making me tired (for the first time in 4 years!!!) and my mom and I have hit the stores dark and early (get it because the sun hasn’t risen yet!) on Black Friday.
But in my Hokie home I have a roommate who absolutely loves all things Christmas. She eats, breathes, and lives it every day of the year. So of course she doesn’t abide by my rule of no Christmas until after Thanksgiving.
This is sooooo Kailey. She has the best heart. She really does embody the true spirit of Christmas.
So we had Thanksgiving early. Twin way. Which is way more epic than the traditional way. Plus we didn’t have to cook or do dishes. Win win!- that was our language I don’t expect anyone to really understand that except Twin.
AKA we went to IHOP! Now before you dis this glorious place you have to understand that IHOP will forever hold a special place in my heart. This is the first place I can remember ordering a meal, ordering it wrong (AKA I forgot to ask for my omelet with egg beaters!), not caring, and not second guessing myself a few hours after. It is also where I can say for a fact I committed myself to recovery. Before that fateful night I was only eating to please everyone around me. After that night I was in it for me. The food wasn’t the problem, it was something else and I became determined to figure it out so that I could enjoy the simple things in life (like food) as simple things again.
I peel my pancakes. You have to be there and see it to fully understand, but I hope this picture sort of explains… Amanda did a great post about how we all have quirky habits, well mine is that I have to peel pancakes, if they aren’t peelable you can best bet I will be ordering something else and sending the non-peelable sad excuse of pancakes back to the kitchen or giving them to my dad. P.s these pancakes are amazing and I about died and went to heaven while enjoying their dense peelable goodness. (good thing I lived or Kailey would have been stranded at IHOP- wait maybe that’s not a bad thing!)
There is our sweet waiter in the background too bringing Kailey’s ketchup, because seriously ketchup and eggs were meant to be. I just love how happy she looks. That’s what good food and more importantly a good time will do to a person!
That was Thursday night (because Thanksgiving happens on Thursdays duh!) and our last night together in our little home for a little over a week. I made the 5 1/2 hour drive home Friday and roomie is headed home with her dad today. I miss her, and our quiet life. But I am EXTREMELY grateful for this week that I will have at home with my parents. I have a lot of work to get done for school, but I am going to try to break up my day between work and play. I need this time with my parents and I need to give myself some breaks because the last few weeks after this will be rough (exams, projects, finals… dun dun dun). OK sorry for rambling on. I just really wanted to share those pancakes and express my extreme gratitude and love of my epic roomie.
Hooray for Thanksgiving Break!