For Thanksgiving we flew to Texas so Johnny and Baby Girl could meet them fam. (I can't believe we've been married four years and he still hasn't met all my family. Is that normal?) It started out with a stop at Cattlemen's, a restaurant featured last week on Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives (the greatest TV show ever), to eat lamb fries, aka lamb testicles. Gross. I had half a bite before I started crying--ahh, these hormones!
My grandparents still live in the same house my mom grew up in, and we had fun going through decades of their stuff and finding a million old pictures, like the one of my mom below. So cute! We even got to see our besties, Brittany and Brett, who moved to Texas on Thanksgiving. How random and wonderful!
It was all fun until we tried flying home (note: NEVER try to fly standby over Thanksgiving weekend). After a day of not making any flights, we rented a car and drove 27 hours straight from Texas to Utah. Not fun. Although, we did stop in Colorado to see Johnny's brother and their new baby.
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