It’s the day after Thanksgiving and FI and I have been lounging around my parents house for almost two days now!  (Funny thing is, we only live 20 minutes away!) 

Anyway, my mom has a motto plastered on her fridge that I’m now determined to live by.  Looking back, it’s something she’s alway’s lived by!  I’m not sure who wrote it, I actually think it’s unknown.   Here it is:

“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving in a well-preserved body, but to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, wine in another, body thoroughly used up, totally worn-out and screaming ‘DAMN, what a ride!’”

I’m definitely living up to the motto this weekend…  I don’t feel guilty about pouring myself another glass of wine or eating yet another piece of pie!