Matthew, Lexi, and I made the trip to Nashvegas this past weekend to catch up with the fam, enjoy the UK Vandy game, and hang out with friends. Why is it that the weekends are so short? I am thoroughly looking forward to Thanksgiving break so that I can enjoy doing absolutely nothing for a couple of days except stuff my face full of cheesy, caserolley goodness. Not to mention the sweets...

This brings me to my first point. It should be a Law that no one can even talk about Christmas until Thanksgiving has had it's turn. Let's all give Thanksgiving the respect it deserves, if you can't respect the holiday itself, at least respect Black Friday and all the amazing deals.... Call me Scrooge if you will, but I fully intend on not breaking out a single Christmas decoration until my tummy is full of up on L-Tryptophan. And if I hear another bad remake of "Carol of the Bells" walking through Wal-Mart, I may scream. Please don't butcher one of my favorite Christmas songs. Otherwise it may repress my wonderful memories of the song from Home Alone.

Please don't be fooled. I LOVE Christmas. I'm a sucker for any holiday that brings family together... and of course the food helps. I charge you to find another person who loves holidays and traditions more than this girl. Take a peak into our weekend conversation and see why:

Mom: "Girls, Dad and I need to tell you that we won't be able to get a live tree this year, because little Matthew's allergies are just getting too bad to have one in the house."

(Pause for the silence of utter devastation)

Ashley: "Can't he just get allergy shots every day for the month of December?"

Me: "I mean seriously, couldn't we just up his meds for a couple of weeks?"

I know, I know. The perfect picture of compassion. Apparently mom and dad have decided on "Going Rogue" (ha, get it) this year. Mom also thought it might help if we put up two trees this year, one in the living room and one in the keeping room to make up for our loss. How does two fake trees = 1 gloriously smelling live tree? Answer.... it DOESN'T!

All that to say. I'm a Holiday kind of girl. Please enjoy the pics of our weekend!

Before heading to the big game...

Thanks Dad for the seats!

Look who we ran into!

Sisters.

We were able to go see Matthew's grandmother (Nannie) after church on Sunday.

Sunday night, we had our small group Thanksgiving pot-luck

Most of our group...a few couples missing.