Texas has weather that can be frigid, downright hot and temperately lovely all in one day, so sometimes it can be confusing when celebrating traditionally cold-weather holidays like Thanksgiving. While the rest of the country is pulling out sweaters, today San Antonio is enjoying temps in the 80s. That’s right, I’m writing this post barefoot and in shorts.
The week of Thanksgiving, we get roses on our bushes:
The week of Thanksgiving, we get homegrown tomatoes on the vine:
The week of Thanksgiving, we run around barefooted and in shorts while wishing the snowcone truck would come down our street.
So how’s a gal to remember it Thanksgiving Week when it feels like March (don’t get me started on our “spring”)? How, I ask? H-O-W?!
Quick! To the all-remembering white board!
Momma loves her board.
Happy Thanksgiving Week, Turkeys!