Happy Thanksgiving!

Happy Thanksgiving to all of you and eat some turkey and all that blah blah blah. Today Scott dressed up in his bus driver suit and went to feed the soldiers up at the chow hall. On his end of the serving line was his 1st Sgt, Brian, and the Colonel, Col Chester. Also there was Sgt Maj Sanchez but we don't count him when we think of fun and fancy free. I'm told that people came down their serving line not for the food but for the entertainment value alone. Plus Scott managed to not get anything on his coat while cutting turkey, so that's worth mentioning.

My mom flew in on Saturday. She landed about 1:15 and we made it back to the house by 1:45. By 2:15 she had all 4 kids at the park, so I took a nap. On Sunday she got up and took all 4 kids back to the park, so I took a nap. On Monday at 9:30am she packed all 4 kids in the car and went to WalMart, stayed gone 2 1/2 hours, and I took a nap. And if you think you might spot a pattern here, you would be correct.

Tuesday my dad drove in and he got here about 10pm. With both dogs. Ashlyn, Haley and Owen immediately started climbing all over him like crazy because they didn't see how he could possibly be tired since he'd "been sitting down all day long." Skylar shunned Pops, thereby solidifying her place right alongside Mary Kate on the list titled People Who Will Receive No Inheritance From Pops.

Wednesday night during a wrestling session involving 3 kids and one older man who may never fully recover from this trip Skylar decided that all the laughing must mean that it was fun, not scary and she might want deep down to play too. She crawled over with a delighted look on her face and attempted to grab Pops' shirt but right at that moment Pops jumped up because he didn't see her and Skylar fell over flat on her back. She screamed and cried huge tears and everyone yelled at Pops, especially Nana.

Today we cooked Thanksgiving dinner but Nana and I had to make a quick trip to WalMart because there was something wrong with my sage so we needed new sage and we would have been back much sooner but I got caught helping a man that you could honestly say was older than dirt on the medicine aisle. And no, it wasn't that he needed a certain cold medicine or some tylenol on the top shelf. Nope. He needed diarrhea medicine. A little green pill, he said. And people, do you know how many different types of diarrhea medicine WalMart sells? 18. I know this because I had to read the label on every single one to this old man, who eventually settled on the Equate brand, which did not come in little green pill form, but he was convinced nonetheless that when he opened the bottle the pills would be green. It's amazing what we will suffer through just because Santa is watching.

So that's our weekly recap, the abridged version.

Tomorrow we are going shopping. Not the crack of dawn, crazy possessed, knock down drag out over Wiis or lite brites shopping, but the leisurely, after lunch we might go to the mall shopping. This will be like facing my worst fear-the crowds, the shoving, the crowds... This is the first Friday After Thanksgiving shopping I will be participating in since we lived in Hawaii. We are not taking any children with us so that means no strollers so that means I have a good chance of getting through it without having a breakdown like I did that one time in the bathroom of the Pearl Harbor Naval Exchange Mall. But I just don't feel confident enough about it to promise.