Instead of the norm, posting photos of looks and such, I decided that it would be more exciting to show you my kind of Thanksgiving, without faces. When I come back home, it's a comforting feeling; everything is familiar and as dysfunctional, awkward and unprepared this family is; it's my familiar, my family.
Some are funny like the random carpet in the kitchen or the miscellaneous sodas (like, who really drinks diet ginger ale..anyone?)
Some are meaningful like the old photographs and Christmas decorations
and...some are just darn cute like the most adorable puppies in the world.