Thanksgiving love...

I have not started my week out too good. The burn ban has officially been lifted in my small town community. We get a little rain and everyone goes wild with burning leaves. For a poor unfortunate soul like me, who is allergic to every tree and grass found in the south, this is NOT good. BUT, I finally went to the doctor Monday night, and now FOUR prescriptions later, I am on my way to feeling good. Have to feel good for Turkey day.



Anyway, we are suppose to go see the fam and eat my mom's mashed taters, brave the crowds on Black Friday with my sis in Branson and just soak in all the family love and togetherness. Well, this mom who hasn't felt all too wonderful wanted to leave her house clean and decorated. I was NOT a happy camper Monday night. Let me repeat...NOT HAPPY.



But then I came home for my lunch break yesterday and discovered that I have absolutely the BEST HUBBY IN THE WORLD. He had cleaned my kitchen, picked up the living room and tackled Mt. Laundry with gusto. So although there is still a small mountain, a pile of useless junk in my hall, from me organizing my office and the toilets haven't been cleaned, I can at least go with a little peace. Just a little...

Here is to a relaxing holiday with the family, and NO WORK for FIVE days. I am THANKFUL.

Happy Turkey Day, friends!