One of those days

I had one of those days... Y'know, where one boy is cranky and whiny and the other is crazy and refuses even one minute of nap. Then there were many tears at bathtime when one bro was removed from the tub when an attempted 'pushing the younger brother under the water' maneuver was witnessed by mom. Then the crying... OH! the crying.


And Chris just realized that I leave in 3 weeks. 3 WEEKS! Oh my gooood. I have soo much to do. Like packing up again (I swear I just did this...) and finishing off about 100 sewing projects so that I can give the machine back and pack them up and...


Okay. Must stop. Getting sweaty thinking about all that must be done. And I'm a bit sad too, because we're really in the swing of Missoula life and it's a good one.


Ottawa's good too, right? I have a new Green Box waiting for me at home (Yay! Community Composting!!) Uncle Phil and Hannah too. Those are good things.


And there's family and holidays and Kismet. Fun and amusement.


And a new baby (niece or nephew) due any time in the next few weeks. YAY Berkie!



Okay. It's all good.



Thanksgiving tomorrow. Turkey Day in November is weird, but yummy no doubt. Must take Messy Boy #1 and Messy Boy #2 and their terrible table manners to Chris' boss' house for dinner. Wish me luck. I hope she doesn't collect small, porcelain items.



Speaking of 'mmmmmmmmmmmm', here's a picture of my lunch from a few days ago. I was feeling very 'Martina' and, thinking it was particularly tasty looking, took a picture:

That'll have to do. I have only pink-eyed boy pics for ya. And I KNOW you don't want anymore of those.

Will try and rally the Thanksgiving spirit by morning, dress up the boys and get you some cute (ish) shots.

Happy Thanksgiving... Or to the vast majority of my readers: Happy Thursday!