To Sum Things Up

This past week…

Moanna and I drove the eight hours to Virginia.

I went to one of my best friend’s baby shower.

I play for a couple of days at my old job and “helped” with a few events.

I stayed up late.

I spent time with and had Thanksgiving with my family.

I spent time with and had Thanksgiving with my second family.

I went to see the movie Tangled.

I spent time with and made apple butter with my Dad’s family.

I ate a lot of food.

I was woken up by a pack of coyotes outside my window, twice.

I exchanged my daughter for a car full of artifacts of my husband’s childhood.

I had a four hour dinner with my Maid-of-Honor and we invented her future husband.

I drove the twelve hours (twelve hours due to the above line) back to Georgia alone.

And, at about midnight I got home. After assessing the damaging my kitchen endured while I was away, I took Tylenol PM’s, went to bed and slept until noon. When I’m done recovering, I will piece my kitchen back together. It’s a total disaster, and it smells a little off. I’m going to begin by putting rubber gloves on, and end by throwing them away.

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