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My Weekend

Katie here. So, I had an incredible weekend. My baby brother got married and we welcomed my new sister into the family. I couldn't be happier.

& this week is Thanksgiving. I know I have not been keeping up with my daily thankful posts, but even when I'm not posting, I am thinking about what I'm thankful for.

Right now.

1. Family
2. Friends I can call Family
3. Mare Bear
4. Safe travels.

Here are a couple pictures from yesterday!


And, on the way home today I was listening on youtube to some old live performances of Reba. That made for a great day!

I have been reunited with my fiance and our kitties. I always miss them like crazy even when I'm just away a couple days!

I hope everyone is doing well. & have a very happy Thanksgiving!

HUGS -Katie

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