... to spend the day with loved ones and not stressing the small stuff. If you're someone who obsesses over making everything perfect, just remember, they probably won't remember how perfect the meal was. What everyone remembers is the time spent together and the joy of the season.
My favorite tradition from my childhood is watching Miracle on 34th Street while we start prepping things for the feast. Then we move on to the parade and talk about how it's never as good as it used to be when we were little. Although, I can't help but wonder if that's because I'm just getting older and the balloons don't hold the same appeal ;P
This year I did most of the prep the day before so I could sit and enjoy my morning coffee because # adultingpriorities