The Weekend’s Midpoint
Sam’s school hosted a small fundraiser tonight. I had big plans to put up some video of him and his class doing their little song for the rest of the group. I should know better than to pre-blog anything in my head. Because, of course, were I to show you the video it would basically be Sam standing with his class. Yeah, just standing. The boys on either side of him are doing the little hand motions and singing the song. Sam, well, he’s chillin’. And this from the child of two theater majors! Oh well.
In other news, I am officially in full Thanksgiving preparation mode. We are hosting our first Thanksgiving this year. There’s nothing quite like knowing your family is coming to stay with you to make you realize how much work you have left to do on the house you moved into back in May. I mean, we all know the pictures are not yet hung. And this morning we unpacked our china. Our wedding china. Our wedding china that has been packed up since our wedding. Our wedding five years ago. Most of the items were still in their original sealed packaging.
But hey, it’s out now! Out and ready. The menu is in the works. Half of the pictures are up. There are even curtains in a few rooms. Leaves have been raked.
Yeah, and speaking of that - is leaf raking not the most futile exercise in the history of the suburban family? I mean, we have devoted, I don’t know, 5 afternoons to the raking of this freaking yard and it has yet to be leaf-free. Most of the time it looks like we haven’t even made a dent in it. And it keeps raining!
I’m sure you’ll hear a whole lot more about Thanksgiving. But, for now, I’m off to start a new book.
What’s the new book?
I wasn’t really even thinking about T-day until I clicked here for some reason http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/
Now I just want to go to PW’s house for the day. We usually have Thanksgiving at our house and I won’t miss the prep this year, but I will miss all the rest. Thanks goodness we don’t have all those leaves, our house would be buried. We do have some back home and we just wait for the wind to blow them away. If you saw our yard you’d know we’ve never spent even one afternoon working on something, except maybe the garden one year.
I think Sam was just taking it all in. Thoughtfully.
Thanksgiving is a lot of work but it will be wonderful to host at your home for the first time. And having people over is always good motivation to get all that stuff you want to get done, done.
I can’t wait for Thanksgiving either!
And I second Dcan’s post. Go check out Pioneer Woman’s food pictures and recipes. You won’t be sorry. Unless of course you end up drooling all over your keyboard and it shorts a circuit or something. You might be sorry then.