Thanksgiving

Audrey refused to accept that today was Thanksgiving.

"Hey Audrey, say Ha-ppy Thanks-giving..."

"Happy Halloween, Mama!!"

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"Audrey, like thank-you. Thanksgiving! Happy Thanksgiving!!"

"Happy Halloween, Mama!"

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Regardless, today was Thanksgiving and despite the fact that John had to work from 8am-8pm, I was determined to kick-off our holiday #girlsweekend right...

Audrey happily woke me up at 5:30am, and we snuggled in our PJs all morning on the couch, casually ate some fruit for breakfast, and danced to the Macy's Thanksgiving Parade.

Rockette in training.

Around 10am we decided to head to the grocery store before it closed, and pick up some Thanksgiving feast necessities....

Mainly, turkey sandwich fixin's and ingredients to bake an apple pie (my first-ever).

We made a quick stop to UCI Medical Center. There's a hottie radiologist who was happily waiting in the parking lot for a couple cute chicks in a CR-V to pass by with food. We don't disappoint.

The poor guy looked hungry, and busy... Our exchange was about 60 seconds.

Onward.

From there, I thought- what the hell. We have no "real" plans. Why not head down to San Diego and spend a few hours with some family on Thanksgiving...

Not such a brilliant idea. Fortunately, Adurey was asleep the entire time, but we sat in traffic from Orange to San Jaun Capistrano for over an hour before deciding to hit the PCH and go home instead. It was a good effort, but what was I thinking??

By the time we got home, Audrey was awake from her nap (at least she got some rest).

We immediately did a quick change, loaded up a cooler and hit the beach for a picnic! It was PERFECT!!!! Exactly what we both needed- some laid back, no-stress, simple fun for our holiday.

#lovegirlsweekend

Of course we missed John SOOOO much, but we made the most of it.

This was our Thanksgiving spread.

Audrey seemed ok with just a simple Turkey sandwich for dinner.

 

We played in the sand.

Went on a seashell hunt...

And, of course talked on our shellphones.

I'm so thankful to have such a happy, funny, beautiful, smart, perfect little girl...

#girlsweekend

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When we got home, I attempted the impossible {for me}... baking. 

Mom gave me her apple pie recipe, and detailed instructions...

#thankful

Here's what I needed:

And, since she was so generous to share her recipe with me, I decided to pass it on to you.

My Mom's Perfect Apple Pie

INGREDIENTS

• 6-8 Granny Smith Apples- peeled, cored and thinly sliced. Make sure the apple slices are all the same size.
• 3/4 to 1 Cup of Sugar
• 2 Tablespoons Flour
• 1 Heaping Teaspoon Ground Cinnamon
• A Few Dashes Ground Nutmeg
• Pillsbury Pastry Crust Pie 
• 2 Tablespoons Butter

DIRECTIONS

Preheat oven to 400.

If apples lack tartness, sprinkle with about 1 tablespoon of lemon juice.

Combine sugar, flour, spices and a dash of salt in a bowl, mix well. Add apples, coat well with the sugar mixture.

Before lining the pie plate, use butter on the plate and then a small amount of flour to prevent crust from sticking (even on the sides).

Line a 9-inch pie plate with pastry. Fill with apple mixture and dot with butter.

Adjust top crust, cutting slits for escape of steam, seal. Sprinkle the top with sugar.

Bake at 400 for 40 minutes (with foil covering the crust only). Remove foil, and bake for an additional 10 minutes, or until the pie is finished.

Serve with vanilla ice cream.

John literally couldn't believe that I made it. Seriously, he swore that I bought it...It. was. GOOD.
Thanks Mom! 
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Overall, our Thanksgiving was great. We missed John... A lot.

But, you know what we didn't miss?

Football.

#brightside

#girlsweekend

love, kerry