We went out Monday night to celebrate my mom’s 77th birthday. I thought the hummingbird cake was especially delicious. It was a lovely evening out. We’ve been slowly wading through the rest of the week. I was at the hospital on Tue and Wed which meant that Jeremy has been the one wrestling with prepping for Thanksgiving and managing during the lead up to the big day (today!). Jeremy’s parents are not coming and a lot of out of town guests are not coming either, so we will be a modest 35 (!). I didn’t think we’d still have so many people. As for the mishaps this week, I accidentally ate Vince’s lunch, I managed to drive to the hospital with Edda’s wheelchair in my trunk and the van’s battery died – pretty much all on Wed, throwing Jeremy for a bunch of loops in his schedule.
I’m thankful for so many things and all the usual things. I do not let a day go by without thinking about how lucky I am.
