Last week, I posted about how my sister blogger Christi came and helped me get my garage organized and helped create my new pantry.
My pal Christi, who blogs with us here at Moms.Fort Wayne.com, is a true life-saver.
There comes a time in a person's life when missing the hot New Year's Eve party would be a terrible thing. This is not one of those times.
It's 1 a.m., approximately. I can't really see the clock from across the room.
So another birthday has come and gone, bringing me ever closer to the last birthday I'll have. That's a cheerful thought!
Santa, baby, I've been an awfully good girl this year, so hurry down the chimney and bring me the following:
So I was a bit premature last month when I crowed about not having even a louse stirring in my house.
Because tomorrow's Thanksgiving, it's time to remember all the things I'm grateful for.
1. My family. Both the one I came from and the one my husband and I have created.
With apologies to Clement C. Moore...
It's the week before Thanksgiving,
And all through the house,
not a turkey was stirring,
no, nor even a louse.
As I peered out the bathroom window this morning and saw the light frosting of snow on rooftops and lawns, I felt a shiver of dread.