There's only a few days until Thanksgiving and I'm running around like a chicken with my head cut off. So much so that I've been getting acid reflux and nasty hiccups that make me almost nauseous. Fantastico, no? *sigh* I have a ton to do before T-day and I have only until tomorrow night to do it all in. And then I have to take it all 4 hours south before I can cook what I have to.
In the mean time, however, I have my daughter to entertain me, so it's not a total "loss". :)
Playing a little Saint's Row III before bed to help me loose track of time. Haha. It's been a really hectic day for me today. Earlier this evening I went and got all of my Thanksgiving grocery shopping done. Luckily for me, my hubby and my daughter behaved (read, "let me focus on what I was doing"). Haha. It was insane (for me, anyways). Now I have to figure out how the hell I'm gonna transport all of that food down to my grandmother's 4 hours south of me in a small car with a toddler, a husband, and two dogs.
I wonder if it's illegal to ride on the roof of the car while on 95...? Haha.
Ok, so for dinner tonight, the hubs, my daughter and myself had a home-made rice and parmesan meatball meal. I've been noticing more and more that I've taken to cooking like my great-grandmother used to. I measure out a couple of the ingredients but for the most part, theres no measurement involved. I love that theres a part of her coming out in me, even now with me being in my early 20's.
I think about her every now and then. It's funny. I never thought I'd be able to move on after her death, and yet here I am. Married, a mother, and turning into one heck of a cook. She would have loved my husband and my daughter. She died when I was 15, but sometimes I swear I can still feel her. Damn, I miss her.
There are a few movies I can never get enough of. Practical Magic, Fight Club, The Incredibles. Tonight's movie is Interview with the Vampire. It doesn't matter how many times I've seen it. If it's on tv, I'll watch it. Sadly, I've never really read the book. I started listening to an audio book version of it a couple of years back, but the man who was reading it was putting me to sleep, and the last time I checked, sleeping while driving is considered bad for one's health.
Just found out that there will possibly be a Doctor Who movie.
Oh. My. God.
I just clicked on the poll section 3 times in a row trying to click on the forum section. I'd say I'm loosing it, but I lost it a while ago. Haha.
Anyways, we got some potentially exciting news this morning, but I don't wanna put any eggs in the basket yet. We'll see how things go and we're gonna have a plan set in place just in case things go the way we're hoping.
Gonna keep my fingers crossed!
One of my very good friends had her baby yesterday morning. He's a beautiful baby boy and I couldn't be happier for her. It's given me a chance to reflect on my life and the family my husband and I hope to expand upon. I remember when I was pregnant with my little girl. She's a year and half now, but I remember those moments (along with her birth) as though they were yesterday. We want more children, but we also know that now isn't the best time, though if we were to become pregnant we'd welcome the new addition with open arms.
I know that everything happens for a reason, even if we don't know what those reasons are. I know that everything will fall into place and it's all just a matter of patience. I know what I want for my family and I know that we'll get it, but again, it's all just a matter of patience.
*sigh* I don't know why I get into such deep thought just before bed. Honestly, it drives me crazy, especially when I have a pretty busy day ahead of me tomorrow. I guess that's what TV's are for, though, huh? Haha.
Reading back on some of my older posts I have only one thing to say: DAMN was I emo! No judgment to those of you who are emo. It's just not me. Eh, I guess it has to do with the phase I was going through at the time. Whatever. You live and learn, right? :)
I'm sitting here on this (surprisingly) cool November evening with my precious daughter waiting for my hubby to get home. She's talking to the "Tangled" poster we put earlier this week. She's also nearly poking my eyes out putting my sunglasses on my head upside down. (Consequently, I'm writing this with my eyes closed, mostly).
This night could only get better if my hubs was home and if we had a fireplace.
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