Thanksgiving

We went for a low-key, low-effort Thanksgiving dinner this year. Instead of spending hours in the kitchen, we swung by Whole Foods to pick up an entire meal—turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes and all—on the way over to Juli's mom's place. All we had to do was pop everything in the oven for a bit. Juli's brother Joe did make a salad, though, and Juli's mom fixed up some grilled yams and homemade cranberry dressing to supplement our pre-made-traditional-Thanksgiving-dinner-in-a-box. Delicious.

Joe working his garlic magic.

Made soup with leftovers.

The hours after dinner, and pretty much all of the following day, were spent alternating between high-brow and low-brow entertainments, something of a Casey/Juli tradition. We watched Roberto Rossellini's Journey to Italy—starring Ingrid Bergman—and followed it with Mystery Science Theater 3000's skewering of Space Mutiny. Several other MST3K classics made their way into the queue, along with the films of French director/clown Pierre Étaix, who was one of the prime inspirations on the look/feel of last year's The Artist. Leftovers were consumed, pies demolished. We made it outside once, at least, for a walk through the woods and marshlands that surround Juli's mom's condo on the bleeding edge of Redmond/Duvall.

With a baby on the way, we definitely have a lot to be thankful for this year. 2014 will be sure to hold massive changes for the two of us, and I can't wait to see how it all plays out.