We are ready to start celebrating Thanksgiving. And by celebrating, I mean, eating. I may be a little too excited about going to both of our parents’ houses, one dinner at 2 p.m. and another at 5 p.m., and having mashed potatoes and turkey at both homes.
Does life get any better than that?
I hope all of you have a wonderful Thanksgiving that is filled with laughter and love.
Happy Thanksgiving!
I have NO idea how I’m going to continue posting throughout this holiday weekend. The pressure is on, thanks to NaBloPoMo. Why couldn’t they pick a month that doesn’t end in ‘ember?
And I can’t help but think no one will be reading blogs. Maybe I’m wrong, but I know that as much as I’ll want to sit and read blogs, I’ll be busy cleaning pee off the floor in "Noah’s bathroom." (what can’t boys aim?) or doing some last minute Christmas shopping. or continue to do the laundry that is apparently reproducing during the night while we sleep.
I will not be getting a manicure. That’s for sure.
So with that, I leave you with two things, the first, my other blog has been updated, with a real post and everything and it’s about Thanksgiving, so, if you are bored, go here. Or go there even if you aren’t bored. Whatever. (I update that blog every Wednesday, by the way.)
Secondly, I know many of you read The Pioneer Woman. Because you should. Because she’s the Greatest Blogger Ever in the history of Blogging. If you are reading her, you more than likely feel the exact same way about her. If you don’t read her blog, Oh my God, you are missing out – go now.
My question for you is this…how many of you either ordered her calendar or seriously considered it? I almost did, I just don’t have space for a wall calendar, but I want to because I love the pictures. So, tell me. Did you see the calendars? Will you be owning one soon?
Tell me.
Happy Thanksgiving, friends.
My children are thankful for good friends.
For more Wordless Wednesdays, go here or visit 5 Minutes for Mom.
I don’t know about you, but colder weather doesn’t just mean mittens and chili in my house. It means hair that won’t lay down, thanks to static electricity. Not just me, oh no, but my daughter, too.
Sticks way up high, you should see us after taking a winter hat off, it’s scary stuff, our hair is.
I talked to my hair stylist about this dilemma and she told me to rub my hands on a fabric softener sheet and then pat down our hair.
And it works.
And that makes me so happy. (if you use the sheet directly on the hair, it will make your hair greasy. And that is not a good thing. Unless, you like your hair greasy.)
For more Works for Me Wednesday, go here.
Or is it woe is me? or neither. or is it either? I have no freakin’ clue.
I slept five hours last night.
I woke up when Ariel woke up at six. (which is two hours too early for her.)
I’m battling a cold that invaded my body last night.
I’m supposed to clean. All. Day. Long. Visitors are coming! VISITORS!
And do some Christmas shopping for family visiting this weekend.
I’m haven’t some difficulty starting my day.
The sooner I land in the McDonald’s drive thru for my crack coffee, the sooner I begin to see rainbows and hear birds singing.
can’t wait.
By the way, I blog over here now, for a paycheck. I know, right? It’s a local parenting site. So, if you are looking for two real blog posts from me, go there. And for the love of God. Leave a comment.
