Thanksgiving and Eating WAY Too Much

I had a great thanksgiving. Ahhh what a few days off can do for you.

Wednesday I left work and started cooking. It was my first attempt at a pecan pie. Last year my sister made one and it was runny, needless to say I made fun of her. So, I just knew mine was going to be awful. What goes around comes around right? I also made two pumpkin pies, a peach cobbler and green bean bundles. Luckily God was smiling down on me because it all turned out perfectly.

Wednesday night we ate dinner at Justin's Granny Mary Ruth and Papa Buddy's house . I stuffed myself, of course. Thursday around 12:00  we ate at his aunt and uncle's house with all of Jonell's family. I told myself I would eat only a little since we had to eat again around 3:30 at my parent's house. Funny thing is I don't listen to me very well. I ate way too much then I went to Mom's and ate way to much again. As you would guess around 5:00 I was miserable. Not to mentioned I stepped on the scale to find an extra three pounds. I may manage to get rid if it about the time I stuff myself again for Christmas. Oh well, I always have new years.

The kids  (my niece and nephew) came home with us Thanksgiving night. Hunter, my nephew is five and can be mean as a snake. For example I put him in the bath tub and the little sneaker hid in the corner,  filled a cup with water and threw it at Justin when he came in the bathroom.

Justin came into the living room with a big wet spot on his jeans. I thought it was hilarious but Justin wasn't amused. He got the last laugh though, he filled a cup with ice water and dumped it over Hunter' head. Needless to say, Hunter decided that would be the last time he messed with uncle Justin. He didn't like "pay back".

The rest of the weekend we took easy. Too bad I had to return to work on Monday. Another week off would of been great.

Thanksgiving

As everyone knows this time of year is the time of year to count our blessings. I know this is impossible because God has blessed me more than even I could ever relize but I'll give it a try anyway.....

First and for most I am thankful for my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ who gave up his life to save mine. It is amazing what we take for granted but I know my God will forever be with me.

Next I am thankful for my best friend, the only person that can put up with me for more than and hour at a time. The one who understands me better than I understand myself. The Love of My Life. My hubby!!!

I am thankful for my family....

My mom

My Dad

My niece

 

 

My Nephew

My mother and Father in law.

I am thankful for my friends. God has truly belssed me with a wonderful group of friends.

 

I am thankful for my pup. Its amazing how much company pets can be.



 

Well I am know I have forgotten alot of things and people. I did warn it was imossible to count them all. lol

Happy Thanksgiving!!!

Thankful for "Mr. Justin".

Justin and I teach a sunday school class every other sunday to the first through third graders. In light of  it being Thanksgiving week we had them write down what they were thankful for. Kids are so cute. One child said he was thankful for his God, his church, his cat and his dog. Another little girl said she was thankful for her mom, her aunt, her sister and her dog, but the last little girl said she was thankful  for "Mr. Justin". It is so humerous to me. How is it Justin is so iffy on the subject of children but yet they all love him?

I just don't understand it. I keep telling him God is trying to send him a sign, but he doesn't agree. Oh well I imagine that sign will knock him in the face one day. :)

Who Needs Four Bedrooms, Right?

Okay so we settled on house plans. It was not our "plan A" house. (it is amazing how expensive plan A is) However, our soon to be contractor is going to make plans that look like plan A but with a more economical square footage. I mean I figure I'll be lucky to get one kid out of Justin, so who needs four bedrooms, right?

We have had more disagreements in the past few days than I think we ever have. It is amazing to me how Justin had no opinion at all when I was looking through house plan books but now that we have chosen the plans he is suddenly full of them. He has an opinion about my dinning room. He says, "It is a waste of space, we'll never use it". "Lets knock it out and make the living room bigger". Oh and it is the same for my garden tub. He wants to get rid of a tub all together and make his shower bigger. Lets not forget the bigger garage he has to have. (has to fit his bigger truck).

I guess it is going to be a long road. I am not even sure if we are up to it. Although, I try to remind myself that God is bigger than any problem I could ever have.

The Toilet Paper Toss

Okay a week or two ago I blogged about the game we were working on for our church's fall festival. I thought it turned out pretty good. It was made to be set up in the dark but since mother nature insisted on rain, we had to move the events inside.

I believe I promised a picture....

It isn't much to look at but the kids seemed to enjoy tossing the toilet paper around.

Dealing with the Crazy

Last week I mentioned that Justin and I were tossing around the idea of building our house. Well we have only been looking into it seriously for one week and I am already crazy!!! I have carefully calculated our budget and met with the bank. I thought that was the hard part. Oh no, deciding on how much the thing will cost is much harder.

 As we talked we decided we needed to pick out plans for a "plan b" house (you know just in case the "plan a" house was to expensive for comfort). I mean seriously, who wants the rest of their life to be about making a mortgage payment? We want to live a little too. Too bad it wasn't that simple.

As you may know, I am the most indecisive person God has ever blessed this earth with. I feel sorry for my husband. Bless his heart he has to handle the crazy. (Although, in my defense if he gave an opinion consisting of a little more than "I Don't Know" I may be able to come to a conclusion a bit quicker). However, since I have this sickness picking a "plan b"  house is torture.

A few days ago I thought I had found it, this was until I began picking it apart with what I didn't like. After that, every other house plan I viewed I compared to the first. It took me years to find the "plan a" house. I really can't spend that much time on "plan b". So I guess we are going to take the "wait and see" approach. Meaning we are going to wait and see the rough estimate on "house a" before I torture myself any further. This may prove to be more stressful than it is worth at this time. In that case, as I said in my last post "what's five more years?"