Thanksgiving is just two days away and I’m feeling a little blue about it. This will be the first year in 26 years that we didn’t celebrate the day with a big turkey, all the fixin’s and my crazy family all talking over each other. It’s a good kind of crazy and I’ll miss it. My kids are going to miss it.

I’m especially sad for Emma as this is her first Thanksgiving. She’ll be missing out her cousins fighting over who gets to hold her, she’ll be missing out on my sister and I bantering, she’ll be missing out on my mom running around the kitchen looking for the hand towel that mysteriously disappeared…she’ll be missing out on her family.

Worst case scenario, we pick up some of these…

Best case scenario, I pick up one of those processed butterballs and try to put together some normal sides without making enough food to feed 20. It’s a strange problem I have – overcooking.

Despite having the Thanksgiving blues, I’m thankful for…

my mom surviving her heart attack and stent surgeries.

having my husband by my side through all of my crazy moods.

three children that are happy, healthy and blessed.

the wonderful bloggers and readers that have been here with me for the past year through all of my crazy template changes and random thoughts.