Shit, I Missed Thanksgiving
You know how in the movies during Thanksgiving dinner (which is usually really just a late lunch, let's just get that out there) everyone will go around the table and say what they are thankful for? My family doesn't do that. In fact, I don't think I've ever done that in my life. In keeping up with a few past posts, I will share what I am thankful for these days.
1- A fully functional working toilet in the master bathroom. For far too long the water would never go all the way down. It was gross. Somehow the poop always managed to disappear, but that doesn't mean it didn't take 700 flushes to accomplish that. TMI? Turns out some holes were clogged up under the rim or some shit (no pun intended) and my husband fixed them. Boom, bang, pee and poop gone.
2- Nap time for children. This is a recurring thing I am thankful for. As Everly gets older, her sleep schedule changes. Lately she has been more difficult to get to sleep. The days where nap time goes smoothly are good days. Great in fact. Because as easy as it seems to some to be a stay at home mom, it isn't. I very rarely get any time to myself, so when I do it's a true blessing. Plus, Evs is a toddler, she NEEDS rest. When she doesn't get an adequate amount of sleep, she turns into something out of a Stephen King novel. It's terrifying.
3- Early Christmas Shopping. I did it! I'm all done with my Christmas shopping! For the world's biggest procrastinator, this is huge. I started picking up little things here and there before Thanksgiving and now I am DONE. Not only that, almost everything is already wrapped. This is a monumental accomplishment for me. Typically you can find Jon and I hunched over on our living room floor at 11 PM on Christmas Eve frantically wrapping the girl's gifts. Not this year bitches. This year, I will be relaxing in my bed at 11 watching a Christmas movie with a smug ass smile on my face.
4- Party Planning. Tis the season for parties and that means lots of planning. Fewer things are as fun to me as going on Pinterest to find delicious new recipes to try out. Boy do I love that.
5- Peace and Quiet. For the past two weeks there has been an insane amount of landscaping activity going on at my neighbors house. I miss the days where I wasn't haunted by the sound of a fucking chainsaw going all day long. Like, what the hell is going on over there?! What are you cutting down?! And what's going on with the tile saw in the backyard. Fucking saws everywhere! It's slowly driving me insane. I'm assuming the madness will be over before Christmas. Until then I will white knuckle my way through my days.
6- My Fake Christmas Tree. I grew up in Pennsylvania where fake trees are basically the equivalent of Donald Trump. Useless. You just didn't have one. You went in the cold ass snow, tagged your REAL tree, chopped that bitch down, tied it onto the roof of your ride, trimmed it up, put it on its stand, watered it, and finally decorated it...which didn't come without its share of pine needle stabs. No. Just, no. Not anymore. When I moved to Florida we got a fake tree. 6 years later, the thing is still going strong. I don't have to step on sharp needles or remember to water it. I don't have to get all crafty trying to figure out where to trim the damn thing. I just put one piece into the other, shove the stand on, and boom! Christmas is here. Sorry real trees, I just can't do it like I used to. And that fresh tree smell? Well, that's what my Pine Needle Glade plug-in is for.
7-The Weather. I am finally able to wear pants here without feeling like I will stroke out in public. It is still getting up to 80 on some days, but for the most part the weather has been wonderful. We haven't had our AC on in about 2 weeks. Hallelujah for saving money! It's wonderful to have our windows open and a fresh breeze blowing through the house. Also, I can actually stand being outside with the kids now. During the summer I would rather get paper cuts on my eyeballs then hang out in my backyard watching my kids play. It's hard to breathe in that kind of heat, let alone move. But the kids can't feel the heat so they make you play. Sweet innocence. Meanwhile mom is 75 glasses of ice water deep praying the sweat careening off her body won't make her break out in teenage style pimples
But enough about me, my lovelies, what are YOU guys thankful for these days?