Something I'm more thankful for than nearly anything else was brought home to me with force tonight. Because this week has been so crazy with evening commitments I haven't had a chance the last few days to do the things around the house that I was planning on doing last-minute before the party on Saturday. Anders read my post of a few days ago detailing the things I had on my calendar and decided to take some of it on his own shoulders tonight. While I was spending a fun evening out with the girls putting together a holiday centerpiece and a Christmas wreath, he was vacuuming and mopping the kitchen, laundry room and hallway; getting the kids' department picked up and running 2 loads of laundry. He's what I'm most thankful for. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be where I am. I couldn't do the things I do or have the life I have. I wouldn't have the family I love.
What I am NOT thankful for: Friends who spend an entire evening with me and TAKE PHOTOS OF ME and never once tell me that Barky has escaped its confines and is Shirley-Templing all over my forehead. There was a little girl, who had a little curl, right in the middle of her forehead, and BOY DID IT LOOK STUPID. Gah