It Was All Good.

Don't worry. This post will not be one of those typical posts where I give you a re-cap of my holiday experience and fill you in on the 18 pounds of dressing I ate. Far from it. In fact, I lost weight over Thanksgiving. Seriously. I lost 12 pounds.

What? You don't believe me? Why not? Have I ever lied to you? Or is it we've just come to a bloggy understanding that I am not one of those girls that drop weight over the holidays as much as I am one of those girls that not only gains weight but require that those around me gain weight as well? Yeah...I would agree with that.

How was your holiday? Was it good? Please leave me a comment and tell me if you had a nice holiday. Do not, however, leave me a comment and tell me about anything you ate. If so, I will have to throw up right into this chocolate pie I am currently holding in both of my hands.

So here was mine, in a nutshell:

Wednesday I took the kids to a nursing home with a basket full of homemade cookies. (Oh, c'mon!! You don't believe this either? I really did.) I remember going to the nursing home every Wednesday morning at 10am with my mom when I was growing up and singing for the seniors, so it is important to me that Remi and Rocco get a small taste of "doing unto others" before we bombard them with more toys than a third world country come Christmas time. It was really a sweet time even though Remi asked a third of them to "please get up out of bed, I'm here to give you cookies!"

Thursday was Thanksgiving. For the first time my mom let me take charge of the menu. I felt very sure that I had pulled off a deluxe meal until just before we ate and I noticed there was:
a. no turkey
b. 3 things of sweet potatoes
c. 41 desserts.
She said she felt like she oughta take the reigns back next year and give me time to mature into my position. Whatever.

Friday I went Black Friday shopping. I have never done this in my life. It was both my first and my last time to do it. There is no sale, no sale whatsoever, that is worth waking up at 4am and perusing around time with bad breath and eye boogers. (And I'm talking about Meridith, Michelle and Lisa - my shopping partners. Not me, of course.) They looked terrible!

Saturday was spent very much like Sunday. We did NOTHING!! And it was AWESOME!! And I enjoyed doing it so much I plan on doing it next Saturday and Sunday. Oh, except that we put up a tree and hung our stockings and felt that small twinge deep in our hearts that this year will not be a tender Tennessee Christmas like it has been the last many years. But then I saw Rocco's eyes when he woke up from his nap and saw the tree lit up for the first time and I forgot whatever it was I was moping about.

So yeah, all in all - I'd say I was blessed this past weekend.
We didn't have the most money in the world.
Our tree looks a little like Charlie Browns.
And I forgot to ask someone to bring the turkey.

But I'm still feelin' pretty doggone thankful.