old (2007), Uncategorized

as it turns out

There was nothing to worry about. It all went smashingly well. I suppose I fret about things going wrong before they’ve even begun to go right. Who would’ve thunk?

PS – Thanksgiving dinner was awesome, despite burning my hand and dropping the apple blossoms on the floor (two guesses as to whether we ate them anyhow; I knew there was a reason I cleaned the kitchen floor last night…). And it was fun for us all to take naps afterward while the kiddos played & watched television (and, uh, surreptitiously ate four pieces of pumpkin bread). Yay for Mr. (and Mrs.) Potatohead and Matchbox cars and puzzles and On Demand and — especially — for close friends.