Busy-ness

It has already started. It seems to start earlier and earlier every year. I'm talking about having no evenings free to just lay around with the family. 'Tis the season to GO, GO, GO!

It all started a week ago. Saturday we helped Chris' parents with their Fall Harvest. This entailed the slaughtering and de-feathering of the turkeys. Seeing as how we like to raid the family freezer of turkey meat, we thought it our duty to help with the harvest of said poultry.

Sunday was family feast time and returned to Herriman to visit with Chris' whole family. No, turkey was NOT the cuisine of choice. It was Meatloaf....

Monday we returned to Herriman for the skinning and carving of the previously slaughtered turkeys. The kids all fell asleep on the couch and we returned home only to fall into bed exhausted.

Tuesday, Chris was a darling and took everyone to Herriman for the final night of packaging. I stayed home with a quiet house, a good book and Biggest Loser Families.

Wednesday was Scouts. It was an Early pack meeting due to the Thanksgiving Holiday. I'm not a big fan of scouts in the first place. I really don't care for it or really anything to do with it, BUT I'm the Mom and the only parent home on Wednesday nights, so I get the short end of the straw. I realized that night that one of the reasons I don't care for it is because it is headed by MEN. Men don't know how to multitask, they don't know how to organize and make sure things get done. Men don't talk to one anther and make sure no one's being left behind......

Thursday was Chris' Birthday. We were able to get away for a little while. I took him to dinner at Joe's Crab Shack. Talk about a party atmosphere. It was all for him. He likes crab, the Deadliest Catch and eating with his fingers. I, on the other hand, don't care for seafood of any sort and could take or leave the other stuff. So, while he had surf, I attacked my turf with ferver. It was yumm-O! We all met back here at the house for gifts and cake and ice cream and cookies. It was a late night.

Friday was the company Christmas party at Carvers. So with yet another trip to Herriman to drop kiddos with grandparents, we went to hob nob with the finest employees of Family Legacy Dental. We sat with the other Doctors and their "other halves". So amongst talk of puss and misshaps and class 3 jaw deformations, I ate my chicken with finesse and style. Desert on the other hand was not quite so graceful. It fell in my lap and all over my new shirt. I'm glad I had my coat there to cover the mess when we were finally dismissed to head back to Herriman to reclaim our crew.

Tonight is TWILIGHT with the ladies. Although I'm exhausted and would love to curl up with my darling husband and watch the game with thousands of other people....oh wait, there's no curling up with my husband during ANY BYU game let alone the Holy War. I'm actually relieved to not have to be here for the final outcome. Chris' mood is vastly affected by the cougars stats, so yes, I'm looking forward to dinner and a movie with my friends, old and new. It will be late enough that things should be pretty even keel upon my return: kids in bed and husband finished expressing himself over the Cougs stats.

Tomorrow is a new day. One in which I will get myself together for Choir practice and Church but NOTHING ELSE. I will return home after dark and get my PJ's on and make Carmel Popcorn. If you want some, you'll have to come to me 'cause I aint leaving for anything for it all starts over on Monday.....