I know that there’s a blanket in the car that needs to be brought in and washed. I know the dishwasher will go off soon and there will be another load that needs to go in. I know when the washing machine goes off in a bit and I throw all the wet stuff in the dryer, that there’s another dirty load needing to go right in for a wash. But Noah’s asleep, dinner’s been served and devoured, and so I’m sitting and writing this blog…
I’ve been a little scatter-brained this week. It’s possible that Sunday’s arm-smashing incident (which will never die) set off a chain of events, but it’s also possible that it’s the End-of-the-year-WTF-I-have-so-much-to-do Syndrome!!!!!!
As a result, and in addition to my selective OCD, I feel the need to share these scatter-brained updates:
Besides one Thanksgiving I spent on vacation in Mexico there’s never been a night before Thanksgiving that I didn’t stay up most of the night preparing for, until tonight. I’m proud to say my Belgian husband is a huge fan of the American holiday after three of my Thanksgivings in his belly. I look forward to stuffing Noah with turkey every year and explaining to him when he’s older that Thanksgiving is more than just about eating turkey.
But I won’t be celebrating Thanksgiving this year the traditional way I like I do every year, with all the and fixings and food coma galore. Instead, I’ll be doing Thanksgiving for Christmas. My husband Davy and I are hosting dinner on Christmas Eve at our home next month, and we’re killing two turkeys with one holiday.
Tomorrow will be Thanksgiving in my heart but just another Thursday in reality. I know tomorrow will be different for everyone, American or not, and I’d loved to hear what your tomorrow looks like…
Pet for Noah
Davy and I have decided Noah will get an aquarium of fish. No cat. No dog. No rabbit. No way.
We’re starting with fish. After seeing Noah react to seeing fish this week, we realized we’d never seen him so drawn to anything so immediately.
He cried, “Fish! Fish!”
How can we NOT get Noah an aquarium when he’s this fascinated?