Turkey Day Randomness

I have a love/hate relationship with this blog.

No matter how much I want to I just can't quit it.

Yet at the same time I don't seem to have the time to say what I want.

And then I feel frustrated with it all.

So I'm gonna try something new

I'm challenging myself to blog.

Even when I do not feel like it.

Or have the time to.

Just get something down.

Good, bad, whatever.

Melissa inspires me to.

So here goes nothing.

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I've been extremely distractable lately.

I hope that's a word.

My computer is saying it's not.

But it is exactly what I am.

This time of year it is so hard to stay focused on our school schedule when all I want to do is look at blogs, take naps, eat cookies, get inspiration and plan for Christmas crafts, search through recipes and decoration tips, go to Starbucks, eat cookies, peruse gift ideas, take naps, and design my Christmas Cards.

And eat cookies.

In fact I typically reverse our Christmas school break. I do not need 2 weeks off after the holidays.

My brain has checked out way before they ever even hit.

Speaking of Christmas cards...pictures are taken, cards designed and ordered, and in my possession.

All before Thanksgiving.

Boom.

I think this qualifies as Christmas miracle #2.

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I've been drinking loads of these babies.

Gingerbread Latte to be exact.

Grande please.

This probably does wonders for my distraction issues.

Squirrel!



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I prefer canned cranberry sauce to fresh.

Nothing like the sound of suction breaking as it slides out onto the plate.

Never underestimate the power of nostalgia people.

It's why I endure the sheer and utter confusion that surrounds the mystery that is Peppermint Patty every Thanksgiving and Christmas.

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We now have two kids in braces.

At the same time.

Aidan needed braces, but he also needed the monstrous Herbst appliance that Maggie needed to correct an overbite.

He got both in one day.

Did I mention that we are now funding the retirement of Dr. William Taylor DDS.



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Maggie and Adam attended a Daddy/Daughter dinner hosted by our local Chick-Fil-A a couple of weeks ago.

Carriage rides.

Carnations.

Polynesian dipping sauce.

The kind of date a girl can only dream about.



It was the sweetest thing really.

They both dressed up.

He bought her flowers.

And opened doors for her.

And paid for dinner.

All standards she will hopefully have one day when (the little punk that will never be good enough for her) some fine young suitor becomes smitten with her.

Which her daddy personally hopes is never.

Me too.



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Thanksgiving is tomorrow and I am super excited about it.

And not just because I plan on staking my very own personal claim on an entire pumpkin pie.

Not entirely.

This year we will be traveling to my dad's and my step mom's about 2 hours away.

My grandpa will be there.

He's the only living grandparent I have left so I do not want to take time with him for granted.

His body is 80 something.

But his mind is 30 something.

My mind isn't even 30 something and I am 30 something.

I'm bringing Guesstures with us and plan on kicking hiney and taking names.

No one is safe.

Not even grandpa.

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I am in the middle of making cornbread dressing, sweet potato casserole, orange salad, mashed potatoes, and deviled eggs right now.

I can smell the sweet potatoes from the oven as I sit here typing.

Makes me wonder why on Earth we only cook like this once or twice a year.

I suppose it wouldn't be nearly as special if we did it any other way.

It is gonna be a late night for me.

Probably powered by a couple cups of White Tea.

Starbucks is closed.

Dangit.

I hope each of you that take the time to read this little blog of mine, leaving your sweet words and sharing your own experiences on occasion, are blessed beyond measure this Thanksgiving with family, food, and more memories than your heart can hold.

And may your pumpkin pie produce no fat! :-)

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

"My every mortal breath, is Grace and nothing less"