Believe me, I know I didn’t post yesterday. Fail!!!
You know what though? I am not going to let it get under my skin, or beat myself up about it, because I had a great day despite the first snow flurries of the Fall (it is Chicago after all). It was sunny and the fell like pretty little crystals.
Like the groundhog, I predict another missing post tomorrow. And you know what? I can’t let it get under my skin because I am going to be having too much fun. This I know this already for sure!
This is our annual Turducken weekend! Picture a dense and stuffed hunk of fowl meets The Big Chill movie. We do it every year, hence the annual bit, but usually in January or February. This year, we wanted it to be earlier for a few good reasons.
There will be big dogs (real dogs, not hubbies), too much food, and games (the good, clean kind like Dominos). There will be just a smidgeon of wine poured as well.
I would like to say there will be pictures posted here next week, but there won’t be because I can’t do it. Someone didn’t make the guest list this year because they have been naughty. I’m no Santa, I know, but she’s been no kind of good girl either! Knowing that we did this without them would be hurtful, and I don’t want that. She doesn’t even read my blog, but you never know. I guess if she does reads this then she will. I never claimed my methods are full proof!
T-minus six hours until they arrive in rural Indiana. Lots to do. Got to go!!!