Really, why do the holidays have to leave you this worn down. Goodness. It was one busy weekend.
We had three stops on Thursday. Lots of good food. Lots of good dessert. I don't really care to see turkey for another year. The pumpkin cheesecake was a success...yummy. I left what was left at the last stop of the day so they could finish it off!
Then it was Friday - our shopping day! I'm not really into the getting up at 3 a.m. thing - I mean really the sales aren't
that good. I did, however, find myself up and in the shower at 5:30. Whoa. By the time the troops were ready and all aboard it was 7:30 (we had to wait on my middle sister who turned out to regret her decision to get up and go shopping with us. Go figure.) I got half of my list scratched off, would have gotten more but the sister just mentioned was making us crazy.
Then it was Saturday - an in-law family reunion. Oh fun. Another early morning, I had to get my rear end out of bed at 6 a.m. This time not so excited. We didn't know there were going to be 18 stops on the way there. (We could have slept another 2 hours and still beat them there.) One stop was breakfast which was okay I guess despite the fact the hubby knocked his jumbo sweet tea all over my lap. Good thing I chose the dark jeans. I ended up just a little sticky. It was a good laugh. And, for the record, the next time the hubby suggest we tag along in someone else's vehicle I'll beat him. I will. Thank goodness his cousin, the host, had a great bottle of wine there. That got me through the afternoon and allowed me to deal with the crazy family members.
Sunday was our usual Sunday activities followed by a trip to the store to get something non-turkey for dinner. The hubby mowed the yard one last time and cleaned out the garage. By 8:30, the three of us were all so ready for bed.