My Bulgarian’s daughter on a college tour of the East Coast + Emily Johnson + Jeff from the Chelsea + A Dane + the coolest parents ever who let all these crazy people crash at their condo in Philly =
Best. Thanksgiving. Ever.

My cousin Vivian made an amazing meal and let all these orphans crash it!
In case you wondered where I got THIS from:

It runs in the family (my dad after dinner):
I know you can’t tell from this picture, but my dad is a genius. He’s one of the world’s leading experts in International Terrorism. He’s written fourteen books…and I swear, one day I’ll actually read one (they are pretty intense):
He travels a lot, doing muy importante stuff with governmental agencies and military all over the world, and what he does is more meaningful than I could possibly describe in a short paragraph …so I’ll just focus on something I am much more apt at describing – his awesome hat collection! He’s got them from everywhere he travels and the different agencies he works with…and every couple of years he let’s my friends and I mess around with them!
And if you thought Thanksgiving couldn’t get any weirder, just wait:
Then we go to Paddy’s (the Always Sunny in Philadelphia bar), then decide to visit a historic landmark around the corner:
And desecrate it with our embarrassing behavior…
And since Thanksgiving is a celebration of America…we visit other historic sites as well. This is us by Penn’s Landing:
And underneath the Ben Franklin bridge:
In my parent’s parking lot:
Then we get home, and I get nostalgic and look at old scrapbooks (this sometimes happens when Emily is around – I’m reading a note she wrote me in high school):
And I find a lost treasure! And it is AUTOGRAPHED!
Then we wake up the poor sixteen year-old (check out the teddy bear…have you ever seen anything more ADORABLE than this picture?):
And harass her too:
And make her eat chocolate cake!
And with that, the BEST THANKSGIVING EVER comes to a five a.m. close.