Chicago

We're thankful that we are here.

We drove all night. Thanks to GPS we didn't get lost.

I have learned that the radio plays the best songs in the middle of the night. My faves from highschool.

Both kiddo's slept the night away. I was in and out of consciousness, myself.

Instead of pancakes at McDonald's (our tradition the night before Thanksgiving)
we're heading out on the town tonight for our favorite Lou Malnati's Chicago style pizza.

Happy Thanksgiving! I'm counting my blessings. Count yours, too!