Happy Thanksgiving!

Well, I know I'll not be blogging tomorrow...I'll be too busy eating things I've waited all year to eat, so I figured I'd better say what I have to say today. Not that I have anything at all to say but sometimes it does my mind good to just sit here and ramble. So I shall ramble on...

Taylor's burns are better...she's still walking funny but she is managing to hang for the day at her "boyfriend's" family cabin. I hate that word. It was cute when she was 5 but at 15 it's almost terrorizing to think that she has a boyfriend...AND that she's out in the woods with him. But, she's not 5 anymore so I'm learning to let go a little at a time...a very little with a lot of time in between. I found it extremely amusing that Miss Priss managed to get ready in about five minutes flat at 6 AM and told her that I had taken note of this ability. No more causing the entire family to run 15 minutes behind schedule to everything. Her dad was much impressed with her sudden interest in the deer woods after the years of NO's to his invites to join him. He acts like it doesn't bother him, but I know his feelings are hurt. It's no fun to realize that your little girl much prefers the company of a teenage boy to yours. Probaby why he's been pestering me lately about having another baby....the little girl is no longer a little girl. But that boy is crazy if he thinks I'm puttin another baby in this body on purpose. Huh uh. Pregnancy and I have never been pals.

My "homemade" pumpkin rolls were just delivered. It makes me no difference that they were made in someone else's home. These things are fabulous and it's just a good thing I haven't the patience to make them. I'd rather spend the ten dollars for almost instant gratification....I did have to wait a whole day on their arrival. One of them will be polished off tonite, I've no doubt, at the potato peeling party we're having. I say "party" becuz I'm handing each of the teens from youth group a knife and telling them they can't play ball until they produce skinless potatoes for tomorrow's community dinner. Anytime I don't have to peel thirty pounds of potatoes, it's cause for a party. :) They love it. I have to say, they are some of the most giving teens I've ever met. I love them all to pieces....even my spoiled, rotten, boyfriended daughter. It's so much easier to enjoy 'teen-dom' on this side of it all. If nothing else, I can be thankful I'm NO LONGER 16 tomorrow!

Tomorrow really is a day to be thankful for all I've been blessed with: A family that goes past bloodlines, friends from every corner of the US, a place to call home and love to fill it with. We have never had much, but we've always had enough and to me, that makes it just right.