Thanksgiving is again upon us.
I was walking my son to preschool for the afternoon and I started thinking of all the things I have been doing lately and it occurred to me that I hadn't written in some time. And then I had a complex about the whole thing because obviously no one has noticed. But, that's ok.
I am not exaggerating when I say that the entire month of October was devoted to Halloween costume construction. It was THAT crazy. My mother had given me a sewing machine on my 29th birthday because I had expressed interest in sewing. I then sewed a tiny little simple square curtain for my oldest daughter. It took about a month. I had grand ambitions, life got away from me, we had a third child, we moved and now-light bulb moment- I have space and time for sewing. So what do I do? Three years after the fact, I dust off the machine and in typical Jenn fashion, I minimize the time and effort it takes to sew a costume. I'm not a stupid human being. I can follow instructions and I like fabrics. Ergo- I can sew a costume. I figured three weeks was a good stretch of time. Someone should have slapped me with the reality stick right then and there, but my three weeks of sewing and figuring out the wonderful (and by "wonderful" I mean downright "insane and completely and unnecessarily complicated") world of costume sewing. The whole entire time I kept thinking, "How in God's name do the contestants on Project Runway sew entire grown up outfits in less than 24 hours from conception to finished product?!"
Anyways, with the help of my ever patient mother and many nights cursing my own stupidity and stubbornness, I sewed a Dorothy costume for my sweet One Year Old, made a slew of glitter stars for our Oldest who thankfully already had a pink dress suitable for Glinda, and my husband constructed a Tin Man to beat the band for The Little Man. We copped out on ourselves and did the Scarecrow with things we already had and a bale of hay and I bought a cat tail and ears to be the Cowardly Lion.
So that was seriously a month long project. That along with celebrating TEN YEARS of marriage (I KNOW! I cannot believe I have been married my whole adult life because I feel like I am just NOW considered a certifiable grown up!) and various other home projects including painting chalkboard paint on the kitchen doors and having showers done after four months of "tubbies", add school and church events and it's been a blink of an eye.
We now turn our eyes next week to hosting Thanksgiving in our very own home. (Let me just make an aside right here that I am literally typing this directly after searching and reading the Epicurious turkey tutorial and had to calm myself down on the weighty matter that is creating an iconic turkey dinner and upholding all manner of holiday traditions spanning three generations and three separate branches of family. No pressure. My husband has come to the conclusion (which I very much appreciate) that no matter what happens it will be a fabulous and funny story and it will be fun because we are such fun people (aren't you glad you know me?!). Sweetest. Man. Ever. But should things go awry and everything burn and or fall on the floor or become tainted by any manner of awful-nesses that can go wrong, I will place all blame on him for having such faith in me. Should things go right, however... Ha!
All kidding aside, we are so excited and are literally spending every day up until Thanksgiving in cleaning and prepping and listing and having jolly fun whilst doing it as is our custom.
And then it's onto Christmas. And now I must go in search of more coffee to fuel the rest of this wonderful year of complete bliss and fulfillment that has been 2012. We are so blessed.
