Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Finish Line

I was all cozy in my bed when I remembered that it's still November, and I have one last post necessary to call this finished.  So this is it.  Whew.  Just under the line.

I also have to make sure that elf has properly situated himself in a new location for tomorrow or small heads will explode. 

Good night.  See you soon.

Tuesday, November 29, 2016

Tree: Trimmed

A lovely little holiday tableau.  Very Norman Rockwell.  What you can't see is 3 type A personalities rearranging each others' ornaments as soon as backs are turned.







I found Sabrina lying completely underneath, looking up at the lights.  I'm so glad it's Christmastime.

Monday, November 28, 2016

At Least There's No Sap

A grand total of one thousand, three hundred, forty imported not-Italian twinkle lights.  Not counting the star.  Hand looped onto each branch by yours truly.  Total number of curse words emitted: 1, which is a complete miracle.  This isn't even my tree.

But it sure is purdy, isn't it?


Sunday, November 27, 2016

Wrap Up

This isn't even everyone.



What a week.  What a weekend.  I am exhausted.  And oh so grateful.  OK, bring on the rest of the holidays.  But maybe tomorrow.  The couch is calling.

Saturday, November 26, 2016

Thoughts from the Day

Also known as phoning it in.

  • I do not have enough arm strength to lift a 21 lb., fully stuffed turkey out of a pan.
  • I will never make it out of the kitchen at one of these things.
  • There will always be plenty of desserts and no one will take any home.
  • Given the opportunity, my children will drink themselves into a Dr. Pepper sugar coma.
  • Something will always get broken.
  • I will always intend to take many pictures and end up with 2.
  • They will both be of the turkey.
  • I will always be glad I did it, but dad gum, I will be tired.
  • What am I making for dinner tomorrow, you ask?  Very funny. There are 15 more pounds of turkey in the fridge. That's dinner forever, people.
Happy After Thanksgiving. I hope we all get to relax tomorrow.

Friday, November 25, 2016

Take 2

No rest for the weary.  And I am weary.  But.  My house is Christmas decked (mostly), clean (mostly), and ready for 25 of our nearest and dearest to descend upon it tomorrow (not really but let's pretend).

There is a giant turkey slathered in butter in my refrigerator awaiting the slow roast in the morning.  What's that you say?  Thanksgiving was yesterday?  Yes, yes it was.  But I have traded one insanity for another, and it avoid traveling hither and yon eating multiple meal on Thanksgiving proper, I will be hosting in law Thanksgiving, Turkey Round 2, the Turkening on the following Saturday here and forever more probably.  This is year 5 I believe, so there's no getting out of it now.

I've also managed to get a fair amount of Christmas shopping buttoned up, save a few hard to gift folks, but I'll get 'em.  So maaaaaybe I'll get to slow down and enjoy some holiday cheer after tomorrow.  What's that you say?  Christmas cards?  Rats.

This is how tired I am tonight though.  I ordered pizza delivery.  I never do that.  But the thought of cooking anything, or even going somewhere to pick something up was too overwhelming to stomach (pun intended).  Chris practically passed out when he saw the pizza boxes. 

I believe I've made my level of exhaustion quite clear by these semi-coherent ramblings.  Off to lay down until the unfathomable, all-too-soon pre-dawn hour when I have to hoist that Volkswagen Beetle sized bird into the oven.  Sigh.  Then I can sleep until New Year's, right?

Thursday, November 24, 2016

Happy Thanksgiving

May your tummies and your hearts be full. I am thankful for you.  Happy Thanksgiving.