I had pictured a picture perfect Thanksgiving.
Lots of lounging around, lots of baking, lots of food and family and fun.
And of course some really cute clothes on the kids and a camera in hand to capture it all.
In the end I did lots of lounging.... Mostly on the bathroom floor....
I did no baking, Tom filled my obligation for apple dumplings.
I ate next to nothing....
And when I finally crawled out of the house to visit in the afternoon I was wearing sweatpants...
and God only knows what the kids had on because I didn't even care where my camera was.
Forget Tommy's adorable tweed three piece suit.
Never mind about Daniel's sweet little cable knit sweater.
I'm sure we can find another occasion for Bella's gold and cream party dress with the matching cardigan.
Bella got this nasty stomach bug on Monday.
By Wednesday night my sainted husband was baking sixty-four apple dumplings while waiting on me and changing Daniel and his sheets four times.... and he even did laundry...
I don't think he went to bed until after two in the morning
I am blessed beyond measure by that man....
Friday Tom was back to work...
Saturday too.... then Saturday night and Sunday it was my turn to play nurse to him and Tommy.
I'm still not sure Tommy was actually sick but he was up every hours crying until I took him to sleep in my bed well after midnight.... so I'm gonna count it cause he seemed miserable.
I am sad....
I am disillusioned by it all.... I feel like I slipped into a coma and missed the holiday entirely.
I am still craving a big turkey dinner with all the trimmings.
I want to watch the parade with the kids...
I want to make the apple dumplings, and have one fresh.... not three days old.
I want to make hand print turkeys...
I want a do over!!!
And now I have to wait a whole year, and I am sad.
I will recover though, only thanks to Christmas.
I just need the right amount of cheer to get me in the mood.
This is one of those moods that you have to make a concerted effort to pull yourself out of.
So tonight I'm going to Micheal's... glorious wonder of Christmas crafting.
then I'm going to watch a Christmas movie
Tomorrow night we have practice for the Christmas pageant at church....
and I'm in charge of the crafts.
And through it all I will be listening to the 24/7 Christmas music station.
If you could all do me a big favor and pray for the one thing that I can't orchestrate...
the one thing that would make me perk up all by itself.... snow.
It is supposed to be on its way soon.... and I'm hoping it hurries.
Nothing says Christmas like that beautiful white stuff.
“Come now, let us reason together,” says the Lord.
“Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow;
though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool.