Cherry pie, sweet potatoes, and ingredients for the green beans tucked safely in an insulated carrier, I got in the car and drove to Mandeville LA to spend Thanksgiving weekend with son and family. It was Thanksgiving day morning, and the roads were relatively empty of traffic until I neared Baton Rouge LA.
When I arrived, I immediately rousted the family from the comforts of their house and made them get out with me for an impromptu Turkey Trot jog around the neighborhood. I quickly changed into running clothes, grabbed Mimi and buckled her into her jogging stroller. Daughter-in-law Christina got grandson Trevor into his shoes and we all headed out. Son Jeremy felt he needed to stay behind, since the turkey was in the oven and he didn't want to leave it unattended. We went around the block - about 1.5 miles - and it was just what we all needed. Mimi fell asleep in the stroller, Trevor burned off some excess energy, and Christina got her walk in. Mimi and I jogged ahead of the two of them, and then doubled back to meet up with them and walk the remaining distance. Perfect way to work up an appetite!