1. Got very good medical test results news from Dad.
2. Made another cupcake cake.
3. Celebrated the best Mom ever’s birthday with the family.
A good day 🙂
He looks sweet and innocent here, but don’t let him fool you.
I’m going to savor the tree as it looks in this photo- because I have a feeling it won’t last long.
The tree has been trimmed for less than one full day and Einstein has already reverted back to his old habits from last year. He knocks the ornaments down for Zipper to play with and then kill. I think she must have worked out a deal with him – she gives him some of her kibble in exchange for supplying her with victims.
Shopping for this year’s tree, we saw this one and realized that it had an old bird’s nest hiding in the inner branches. We thought that was a good sign and almost picked it as our tree. But then we remembered the cats. And decided that maybe it wouldn’t be such a good thing to have bird scents emanating from the already enticing tree in the middle of the living room. So we picked a different one – a jolly, fat tree we’ve named Chester. Pictures of him tomorrow.
My emotions spilled out today all over everything. I was still out-of-town, visiting family, in a house-full of 20 people when I lost it and melted down. The normal stress of the holiday combined with my grief over how different I thought things would be for me this Thanksgiving washed over my brain and I couldn’t stop it. It was sort of a bad dream scenario for me – like when you are little and throw up all over the floor of your classroom. You know that you didn’t do it on purpose and it was caused by something you can’t control, but you can’t help but be embarrassed, and you have to go home in shame and sleep it off. So Randy and I came home early, dropped by the kennel to pick up a very grateful Zipper, and spent the evening snuggling on the couch, watching Elf, and decompressing. I was glad to be home, in private, where I could contemplate how I got here. I never wanted to be this person. I can’t believe I failed Thanksgiving. I was contemplating all these things when….
… GIANT RANDY showed up to try and lift my spirits a little. It worked.
My extended family has grown big enough to need three separate tables for dinner, and the table where Randy and I sat came complete with entertainment. This little spider ran laps around the candle for the entire meal. We were mesmerized and couldn’t take our eyes off him. Stuffing and sweet potatoes, good conversation with family, and a dinner show – what more could you want from Thanksgiving?