Last week was thanksgiving. I have never been a big food person, but when I smell my mom's homemade mashed potatoes and see all the pies my family brought for the get-together, I can't help but think "Is this what heaven looks like?" Though seeing my family was great, eating all the delicious food everyone brought was even better. It's that one time of the year where I can eat like there's no tomorrow and not feel guilty (Trust me, I didn't feel guilty at all). And the best part about it is this: The get-together was at my house, which means I get all the leftovers! It was meant to be.
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