not sleepy.

Actually, I should be really sleepy. It is 12:18am as I type this and I am avoiding my bed. Wes is on duty and I am home alone with the kids. Pretty soon I will have visitors and I will not be sleeping well anyway, so I am in no rush. Tomorrow I am having a gross gum surgery and I am not looking forward to it. Painful and expensive? Sign. Me. Up. The only upside to this in my twisted little mind is that it is a nice little pre-Christmas diet.

We ended up having a really wonderful Thanksgiving weekend. Wes got home very late Thanksgiving night, so he ended up missing dinner. The kids and I went to our friend’s house and can I just say how delicious it was? For starters, said friend is a wonderful cook. But really, food tastes amazing when you do not cook it. Sometimes, rather, a lot of times, by the time I sit down to eat the holiday meal, I am so sick of looking at it, that I do not eat any at all. We had a great time and it was a very nice way to spend a Thanksgiving.

We spent a quiet weekend together, watching movies and cuddling in front of the fire. The kids played nicely and it was nice to recharge and get reacquainted. Wes and I even got a babysitter and went out on a date. It had been months, like 5, since we did that, and it was nice to be able to chew my food and finish a sentence without someone asking me for a chocolate milk refill. The next morning I took the big kids on a date. We went to see Tangled and it was adorable. Then we came home and had an early Hanukkah dinner. I need to have my yearly latkes, and I knew that I would not be up to eating them after my surgery. I look forward to them every year, and they never disappoint.

All in all, it was a great Thanksgiving weekend.

P.S. Like the Thanksgiving mug shots? Why does Clay not want to be a part of our family? He always puts himself on the outside. I swear that we all love and adore him. And honestly, could William and Clay be any cuter in their matching sweaters? I do not think so either.

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