Thanksgiving wasn’t as eventful as I thought it was going to be. Sure, it was a blast, but what I mean is there wasn’t a need for those place cards after all. So, I am thankful for that. I’m also thankful that my mom babysat the night before and I went out on the town with my man. I think I was blitzed every night of my five day weekend (I had Wed off, too). I’m thankful for that, too (the five day weekend AND being blitzed). Oh, I am so bad.
Anyway, I am still in the process of cleaning my house from the Turkey day feast. We had 8 kids and 8 adults. The basement was off limits (even though my mom went down there every hour for a few minutes to recuperate), so that means we had 700 square feet for all sixteen peeps and two dogs. Oy. Here’s a pic of some of them:
Here are some other pics from the day:
It was a good mixture of family and friends, friends that are like family and family that are like friends. I’m thankful for the peeps in my life.
No new picture posts of the bathroom, supposedly the workers needed their holiday, too.
But speaking of Holiday, I need to vent about that word. Dammit, just say happy whatever you celebrate. Don’t say Happy Holiday. You say it for every holiday and I just want to hear a Merry Christmas every once in a while, is that too much to ask? I like it when people say Happy Hanukah, too. And what’s wrong with saying Happy Thanksgiving? Doesn’t everyone celebrate that? geez. In our house, we celebrate Chrismakkah, so ugh, there.
Okay, vent over.
My friend Jessi said she wanted some knit cupcakes for her play kitchen and I decided to try it. Here goes:
Almost good enough to eat. 🙂
Oh. Speaking of eating, I went to clip my ds’s finger nails and he had none. I asked him where they went and he said he bit them off (because he was embarrassed they were so long. um, when did this become embarrassing? and um, I feel like a bad mom now). So, I went to clip his toe nails and those were gone, too. I asked him if he bit those off, too, and he said no. Then, he put his head down in shame and said, “yes.” Um, gross (but kinda funny).