Grateful
So the hubs made it home just in time for Thanksgiving this year...like 9pm the night before. Other than missing it once altogether that's the closest he's ever cut it, in 7 years. I am grateful. We spent the holiday with our good good good friends. That tradition was started by us crashing their family thanksgiving with 6 extra people....practically on the spur. We've since learned to at least let them know how many extra people we will bring to Thanksgiving dinner (ahead of time) AND actually cook some food for them ;) With family too far away and friends that are practically family, Friends-giving has become our tradition and I love it. I am grateful. On the flip side of holiday fun, while the hubs passed his extra jumping out of planes schooling he kind of hurt his ankle. So, that threw a wrench in his other hopeful schooling plans before we move. However, because of that "snaffoo", almost quite literally, when we move HE'LL STAY WITH US. Instead of