I hope y’all had a Happy Thanksgiving!
Jersey Boy, the littles and I had the pleasure of spending our Thanksgiving holiday on the banks of glorious Lake George, New York. It was our first time there, and wow, is it gorgeous.
We stayed here:
That’s the Sagamore – a historic island resort that’s straight out of the movies – with idyllic lodges right on the water, a 10,000 square foot indoor rec center featuring all manner of entertainment, and an Italian restaurant where the chef cooks a mean short rib.
It was a family reunion of sorts, hosted by Jersey Boy’s generous uncle, and wow, did we feel spoiled.
I didn’t wash a single dish, cook a single meal, or scrub a single pair of grass-stained pants. And I spent nap time each day in front of the fireplace with my nose in this (a gift from a friend):
It was positively glorious.
Thanksgiving dinner involved a ridiculous spread, the highlight of which was a chilled mountain of crab claws, ginormous shrimp, and raw oysters. The seafood was so yummy, in fact, that I barely touched my turkey.
The following day, while Jersey Boy played half court basketball with his much younger cousins (doing his best to show them that thirty-seven-year-olds still have game), my eldest climbed the walls (true to form).
How much do you think I’d have to pay someone to install one of these in my family room? He needs all of the energy-burning activities he can get.
We got all hopped up on sugar during the gingerbread house making event.
Gum drops can do some crazy things to a kid.
And we even got to see the big man (his wife, too).
It was a Happy Thanksgiving filled with extended family, rarely seen friends, decadent food and abundant thanks. I wish we could do it all again already.
Thanks for the memories, Lake George. You were gorgeous.