I have a weird philosophy on Thanksgiving. If your kids all have crupe and you don’t want to do anything but watch movies. Steak and Potatoes. Or if the potatoes don’t cook cause you forgot how to bake, baked potatoes. Steak and green beans (yes we had Steaks and Green Beans.) Christmas will be much better. I will make up for all previous holiday slothfulness. He He. Ok probably not since my idea of unpacking after a move includes a six month period of "Where the H E double LL is all my stuff?"
Hopefully this transition will be smoother.
I am going to bed because I am getting the giggles about what My band’s co-worker said in a huff.
"Don’t declude me from the conversation!"
That for sure doesn’t have anything to do with Holiday meals, Crupe, nor finding packed items in a timely fashion. So I have to stop typing now. Good Night.