I think it's time for me to come back to the blog. Writing on here always lifts my spirits and reminds me of the tender mercies of ridiculousness in my life. I have some back tracking and some redesiging to do so bear with me. Let's just jump right in.
Max and I went to Scottsdale for Thanksgiving. Have I introduced Max on here yet? I think not. Meet Max:
Flowing locks. Incredibly cool and stylish. What's not to love?
The whole fam was there this year and I spent some time reminiscing about the last time we were all together for Thanksgiving. It was a FIASCO to say the least. Imagine my delight when I found this post from two years ago
(it's worth the re-read I promise):
(it's worth the re-read I promise):
I'm happy to say that I wasn't in a hotel room by myself this year, or sick, but I did sleep in the same corner of the living room as I did two years ago. It is nice, secluded, and free of Dad's snoring.
While children woke me up in the mornings, it's hard to imagine what life would be like without them now. Are we even fun people without them? I'm not sure.
Max and I were confused when we showed up at the Phoenix Children's "Museum" to find what we like to call an "Educational Playground". Don't Carson and Abby just look stunning in their turkey leg hats? Seriously, who's idea was this?!
Max, Milly, Corinne, Mom, and I went to the Orpheum to see the new and improved Nutcracker that I used to be in. Milly wouldn't stop asking questions about while people were dancing and Corinne was in heaven.
And finally, the best moment of the trip. Brandon found this in the fridge. Mom claims that it's tomato juice.
Let it be noted that I came home and took a 3 hour nap to recover from my "vacation".