Skimming over my friends list, it looks like many of you had a lovely Thanksgiving. Some of you also had a not-so-lovely Thanksgiving. :( *snugs*
My life has pretty much been a blur since last Wednesday night, when Ty and I spent our "date night" watching The Mist (Don't waste your money. Ty does say the movie "Gigli" was worse, but....) and going out for drinks and live music. Then we ended up *censored* until 2:30 am, which made us less than thrilled to wake up on Thanksgiving to make the three hour trek to his mom's house. We did have a wonderful Thanksgiving with his mom and step-dad, despite the tiredness.
She made plenty of vegetarian food, and sent us home with a HUGE box of leftovers, which we are still trying to eat. Her "blessing" before the meal started with "Thank you, God, for my son, and for Joella, the best thing in his life". (Awwww!)
We watched the Packer's kick ass. (I can't believe I'm finally starting to understand football. I had totally given up hope of that ever happening, but Ty is patient. He doesn't try to explain it all at once, like everyone has in the past, but just lets me watch and ask questions when I think to, and then gets excited that I'm asking about it rather than making me feel stupid for not knowing.)
We got home at a decent hour on Thanksgiving. I took a bath and had a glass of wine, and then we curled up on the couch to snuggle and drink tea to the light of the TV. ( And that's when all hell broke loose... )
My life has pretty much been a blur since last Wednesday night, when Ty and I spent our "date night" watching The Mist (Don't waste your money. Ty does say the movie "Gigli" was worse, but....) and going out for drinks and live music. Then we ended up *censored* until 2:30 am, which made us less than thrilled to wake up on Thanksgiving to make the three hour trek to his mom's house. We did have a wonderful Thanksgiving with his mom and step-dad, despite the tiredness.
She made plenty of vegetarian food, and sent us home with a HUGE box of leftovers, which we are still trying to eat. Her "blessing" before the meal started with "Thank you, God, for my son, and for Joella, the best thing in his life". (Awwww!)
We watched the Packer's kick ass. (I can't believe I'm finally starting to understand football. I had totally given up hope of that ever happening, but Ty is patient. He doesn't try to explain it all at once, like everyone has in the past, but just lets me watch and ask questions when I think to, and then gets excited that I'm asking about it rather than making me feel stupid for not knowing.)
We got home at a decent hour on Thanksgiving. I took a bath and had a glass of wine, and then we curled up on the couch to snuggle and drink tea to the light of the TV. ( And that's when all hell broke loose... )