So, Thanksgiving went off without a hitch. Well, almost. I must say that dinner was fab. The gravy was ridiculously good (and still is, as I made enough for a small army). My brother arrived at 3:45 am on Thursday. I had gone to bed at 2am, and then had to be back up at four anyway to put the turkey in. So we sat up until 5:45am trying to convince my nephews to go to sleep. We all went back down until 8am when the kids got up because the thermometer on the turkey said it was done in it's loud, shrill alarm sort of I'm done way. Thankfully, it was only almost done, and was quite happy to cook the rest of the way at 200 degrees, finishing right at 3:30 for dinner. Needless to say, by 7pm or so we were all ready for bed. Lily didn't actually let me go to bed until 11pm, but I sure was ready for it. The rest of my brother's visit was quite nice. We pretty much just stayed in and let the kids play. Friday night, after work, my brother and I drove out to hear my dad's band play 30 minutes away, where he managed to drive the last nail into the coffin of our already tumultuous relationship. Oh well. I really didn't like him much anyway. Ed and I drank until 4am or so, then headed home for not enough sleep again. They headed out Saturday night. It was truly nice to have them here.

B has his first band concert next Thursday night at 6:30pm. I went out to get him something nice to wear, and now he is the proud owner of 2 ties, one muted blue and one power red. Growing up with neo-fascist Christians, all boys wore suits to church and all girls wore dresses, so in my world all boys owned ties. The church they attend now allows jeans (jeans to church?), therefore I have had no reason to buy them ties. It feels like some milestone has been reached now that I have. I honestly started to cry when I put one on B. I know, I'm a dork, but he just seemed so grown up, wearing a dress shirt and tie.

Josh got his promotion yesterday. Not the big one where we have to move to another state, just the here's the title and pay raise for the job you have already been doing for the last 2 years promotion. I am quite happy for him. He was much more patient with the whole process than I was (I believe I heard the word bitch fly around more than once).

All & all, it was a lovely week we've had. Hope yours was nice, too.

I have so much to blog about, and am so far behind in non-computer related things that I am sure I will forget all of it before I can sit down to type. But the baby is gone to Grandma's, and so I can spare a few minutes.

The baby is off to Grandma's. I have left her with a babysitter so I can clean my filthy house. It's come to that. T read me a book the other night. By that, I do not mean he recited a book from memory. He sat down and read me Green Eggs and Ham. I about died from the shock. My brother will get here tonight. I am officially scared to death of this weekend. My family is already driving me looney and they haven't even arrived. My dinner, however, will kick a serious amount of ass. I cannot wait to eat it.

Oh, see, I told you. I have already forgotten the rest. So, more on all that later, and Happy Turkey day to you all.

One more thing...Andy and his wife went & had a cute ol' world wide runt #2, with great big fat cheeks. See for yourself. Congrats!

Miracle on 12th Avenue

And the clouds party, and the angels sang. The thunder rolled in raucous applause. The Lord and his son Jesus themselves peered down from above and bestowed unto us this gift, this miracle. Praise be to God...



(actually, it was 100 bucks and a trip to Target, but I'm happy & feeling dramatic, ok?)

She is asleep. In a swing. And she did it all by herself.

It's gonna be a good day.

progress report

It's been six weeks since the baby has come, and so it was off to the doctor's today for my checkup. She's says I'm "cleared for normal activity". If that means what I think that means, well then she's got another thing coming.

I did manage to cook a few times this week. After more than a month of spaghettio's and happy meals, I figured the boys could use some decent food. So dad dealt with a screaming baby, we finally ate something decent, and I feel a little more human again. Mind you, it was nothing fancy, just calzones one night, meatloaf the next, but I haven't kneaded a dough in a while and it felt good. It's funny the things you miss when you get too busy.

B has his fall vocal program at school tomorrow night. He has a speaking role with 5 lines to say. He is super crazy excited. He has been home sick all week (104.6 degree fever) and so we have been rehearsing a lot with all the time on our hands. We'll go out for ice cream afterwards to make a big deal of it. It should be a fun night.