::: Oh, Thanksgiving. It went like this: baking all morning while the baby napped restlessly, joining the extended family for late lunch and elbowing each other through the food line to hurry up!, partying our way through the annual ping-pong tournament, holding a (still) restless baby (and finally downloading a white-noise app to my phone to help him take a tiny nap,) trying one bite of every dessert...twice, congratulating my ping-pong winning husband, rolling home in a food-and-fun stupor, and falling into bed.
There was a lot of thankfulness twisted into each piece of our day; I was utterly, perfectly, exhaustedly happy.
::: Do you ever read Sarah at The Unwrapping? I don't know how to explain...but...she kind of blows my mind. I leave there feeling intimidated by her perfectly gorgeous writing, and thinking I should just stop writing altogether if there are people out there like her... I vow not to return too often because my heart can't take the ache of knowing how my words compare to hers. And then I think: why is there a comparison? We're different. That's okay. She's lovely. I'm...different. Stop fretting.
So I go back again and again because she pulls me there, and now I need to take you with me. You should read this. And this. Go! Shoo! (I mean, as soon as you're done here!)
::: Now, for something a bit more serious.
If you've tried to call my house lately and I haven't answered the phone, don't feel bad:
You're not alone. I don't answer the phone these days. And since this 19 has been flashing on our screen for over a week now, I assume the memory is full and the elderly messages are all, now, obsolete. I'll delete them eventually so more can take their place...
Don't call here, I guess. I'd hate to disturb the thick layer of dust that's coating our telephone.
::: Hello, handsome.
::: Now, since all THREE of my children are currently in the closed-eye position (due, no doubt, to an overindulgent and looooong Thanksgiving yesterday -- hooray for holidays!), I think I'll take up the pose as well. G'night.