Thanksgiving was a great day.  I got my turkey with the fixn’s and some pecan pie!  The smell in the house was enough to drive one mad with the glorious thoughts of that wonderful meat melting in your mouth.  Now that it’s over, I can relive my experience over and over with the leftovers.  God Bless Tom Turkey.

My mom’s visit was sooooooo nice.  It was so good to have someone to actually talk to.  "What about Jessie?"  you wonder….well Jessie comes home from work at about 6 p.m. and is either wiped out and too tired to even pretend to listen to me talk, or he is super hyper and forgets that I don’t find it amusing when he acts like a 4 year-old.  He’s not always great company, but my mom really was.  Adn to Lukas she was a friggin’ superstar.  If you could pick out what you would want a grandma to be like, that is what she was.  I was super proud.  When she first got here, I opened the door and she rushed in and hugged me.  I was pushing back the tears, but it was so hard not to sob and tell her she should have been here like a month ago.  Then when she left last night…it was terrible.  Lukas was asleep in his swing so she kissed him and hugged me.  Again, I was stopping the tears.  What am I supposed to do?  Ask her not to go?  I didn’t want to make her leaving any harder on her than it already was.  But as soon as she was down those stairs and couldn’t see me anymore, the waterworks came, and what made it worse was that I could hear her down there crying too.  I don’t regret moving out here, but this loneliness thing bites sometimes.

Pictures of the fam, feast and baby are up.  I hope you guys had a great holiday.

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