my favorite night.

My favorite night of the year is always the night before Thanksgiving. Some years we have low country boil. This year we had mexican. It’s not the menu that matters.

The night before Thanksgiving it’s just the 6 of us. Mom, Dad, my brothers, and my sister-in-law.

We eat.

We drink.

We sit in the backyard by the fire pit.


Dad brings us shot glasses and various liquors.

I love it. Because I love them. More than anything.


This year, on my way home, I stopped by Mary Beth and Tucker’s for fire pit #2 to see friends before heading to rest up. Double the fire pits, double the fun.


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