Wednesday, November 23, 2016

Hammocks. A Bloody Finger. A Miniature Jar Of Nutella.

It's the day before Thanksgiving. I can't even believe I'm saying that. The. Day. Before. Thanksgiving. This year, no one took us up on our offer to join us. We always let people know that if they've fallen on hard times, or have no place to go for Thanksgiving or Christmas, they are more than welcomed at our table. So, it's just Lisa, the kids, and myself. Our plans are to hunker down, enjoy Thanksgiving dinner, relax, spend lots of time with our fur-nephew and fur-nieces, have lots of family snuggle time on the sofa, and indulge in a little Netflix.

Despite our quiet Thanksgiving plans, stuff always happens. It's a mix of my not-so-graceful-moments, a sweet surprise or two, the one thing I forgot to put on the grocery list, or a text or phone call from someone I'd rather not talk to...especially on a holiday.

Today was no exception.

Right around noontime, I got in a wrestling match with the can of pumpkin for our Thanksgiving pie. I probably needed stitches, but I don't have time for that song and dance. I was in a bit of a pickle because we were out of latex free bandages. Until Lisa got home, I had to suffice with a paper towel and tape.

Last year, I tripped over several cans of Campbell's Cream of Mushroom soup. I caught one of the cans just right. The next day, the entire bottom of my foot was black and blue. Walking was a bit of a challenge.

Lisa came home from work with some handmade, cozy hammocks and comfy nappy nooks for Olivia, compliments of Olivia's Auntie Barbara. These hammocks and nappy nooks are incredible. They're equipped with eyelets and safety hooks and the fleece is super soft. Olivia loves them!

I love DIY items for our babies and I'm super impressed by these hammocks and nappy nooks. 

After Lisa put the peanut butter away, and after she wrapped my thumb in latex free bandages, she said, "I bought you a jar of Nutella."

I didn't know whether to hug her or kick her.

My love for Nutella is the reason WHY there's never a jar in the house. I lose all sense of control. I've been known to lick the jar clean in record time. I told Lisa a long time ago, "Do not bring a jar of Nuttela home. Ever."

Before I could put up a fuss, she handed me a tiny jar of Nutella. I don't usually refer to any type of food as cute, but this jar of Nutella is.

 I so love her. She gets me.

Over the Thanksgiving holiday, we get to babysit this adorable little nugget of love and his feline sisters. We're looking forward to it. We always love spending the extra time with our fur-nieces and fur-nephews when their parent/s go away on vacation.

And yes, this cutie will be getting the same Thanksgiving meal our kids do.

We are definitely going to enjoy tomorrow. Exhale. Relax. The remainder of the Thanksgiving holiday will be exceptionally busy. Baking dog biscuits for an upcoming event. Making items for the 12 Bodacious Days of Christmas.  Work stuff. Blogs. Tackling my to-do list. Yard work. Outdoor Christmas lights and decorations. Babysitting.

The list goes on and on and on...

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