. . . and sometimes MB . . .
. . . is all I need.
I had my man Brento . . .
. . . and as long as my man Brento's got Brussels Sprouts in tow, well, that's almost all I need.
Da Dowd had his bruddah . . .
. . . and his niece and nephew and niece-in-law . . .
. . . and his dad . . .
. . . and his mom and his lovely in-law rels . . .
. . . including our fabulous and amazing host . . .
. . . I had my Mistah, and that's all I need . . .
. . . Oh wait! And turkey . . .
. . . and a doggie who became my friend . . .
. . . and a table that went from this . . .
. . . to this.
And that. Is all I need.
Wow, that is one impressive table!! And you all look so festive. Love that scarf, E!
ReplyDeleteI'll take on Brento and his Brussels Sprouts though. I made them *twice* this past weekend. It could be fun, Beth vs Brento on the Brussels. Maybe next year...
Oh, how I love! Warms my heart to see my lovely sister peeps in there, I miss you guys. Sigh. I love brussels sprouts and a love the dawgie friend and I love knowing about a few cooly avoided disasters from the day. Happy Thanksgiving, lovelies!
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Jacquie
Brussels Mania 2014!
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