So I saw it. I really don’t think it does the book any justice of the connection felt between Bella and Edward. There was too much tree jumping and staring at one another. But I did enjoy it. Books are always better than the movie.
Mike took the boys to visit his mom in Louisana today, and they’ll be back tomorrow. My house is quiet and empty. I got some sleep (uninterruppted!) and am going to get dressed, go to a craft fair, and see a movie tonight. Sounds fun huh!?!
While they don’t know or even understand what is going on, they had a great day. We fried a turkey (always yum), I made my first cornbread dressing (delicious), corn, homemade mashed potatoes and gravy, bread, and pumpkin pie. On Wednesday, Zachary helped me make the pies, they are pretty ugly, lol. But he and I had a blast making them together, he is so proud of them. He also helped me put things together today, I think I’ve found my chef in the family (lol the tall skinny kid nonetheless).
During our meal, the kids politely asked for more helpings, instead of saying “gimme more . . .” Yeah, I don’t know what kids I have today! I asked them all what they are thankful for.
Brennen: For everyone coming to my house, Thanksgiving dinner, the Indians and Pilgrams, turkeys, Gigi and everyone
Zachary: Happy Halloween, trick or treating, fireworks, and Thanksgiving, school, everyone come to my house, my cowboy hat, Jones (Indiana) hat,
Timmy: ‘Indian Jones’, spiderman and batman mama!, I want to eat corn
Sweet sweet boys. I love you.
Be thankful for what you have, because they next day it can be gone, while it goes off and searches for iteself . . .
I see these sweet little old people at work, one is the patient and the other is the spouse, who is eagerly waiting at the bedside. They always have great stories to tell of their many years together. Full of children, grandchildren, and even great-grandchildren. They’ve been married for years, 40, 50, 60 and more ~ which is unheard of for today’s modern times. Sometimes they get to go home together, other times they don’t, but are eternally thankful for the many years they had together.
That’s all I wanted. Someone to grow old with, to have stories to tell others. I never thought, that I’d be a 31 year old single Mother of three young boys.