this past saturday, we celebrated an early Thanksgiving with the Anderson's.
in the early years of raising kids, neither the Kesti's nor the Anderson's had any relatives that were close by. so they began celebrating Thanksgivings together and became "Thanksgiving cousins." eventually, the families got so big, it became impossible to get together. and then the Anderson's moved away.
well, since my in-laws have been in town, Edna and Joanne got to scheming and decided we should get together for old-times sake and have a big shindig at the church.
we enjoyed a delicious dinner; turkey, mashed potatoes, pumpkin pie, the whole works! yum-o.
and then on sunday, two of our kids decided to start spilling their gastric contents, aka hurling, barfing, spewing. whatever you want to call it, it's never a party. and so the rest of our weekend plans quickly came to a screeching halt. oh the joys of raising kids. (did you detect the note of sarcasm in my writing? I sure hope so.)
and because I really need to get my life in order around this mess I call a place, I'm taking the rest of the week off from blogging.
PS. yikes. apparently I need an attitude adjustment.