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My poor baby needs an MRI on her leg. Wish we didn’t have to do this. She is going To be having surgery next month for her arm that why does she have to go through this? I just hate the thought of her going under two times in her life. And the hubs can’t stop being a basket case to support me. I can’t stop being a basketcase. This is just one thing after another in life. If the world doesn’t end I’ll be shocked. I wish it would just calm down so I can enjoy life. Just can’t seem to do that.

I made the mistake of looking at Colorado pictures. So many great thanksgivings where there. Uncooked my first turkey the first year we arrived. It then brings me to our first house. It was not anything too special but it was ours. It was out first home that all the kids came home to. Fresh new to the world babies and they would come home to our little house. We would have a yearly family trip to the mountains and one year it was thanksgiving in Breckinridge. The mountains are so crips and rejuvenating and I tried to soak it all in before we parted ways. But I know I will never have my fill of the Colorado sunshine or the champagne powder that falls on the hills. And even 2 years later I’m still longing for the real fresh air and atmosphere that drew us there to start. My kids won’t remember that and I don’t know if we choose correctly.

Missed the 2 year anniversary for being back here in Illinois. I still miss Colorado and get flashes of places all the time. I miss the sun and the atmosphere. There are only a few things that are good about being back in deary arctic Illinois.

My husband is a damn good baker. I decided on a large bowl of ice cream to go with that piece of pie. I think I did it just to be normal. Dairy is not my body’s favorite but I love it so.

Tired of being pushed aside. I can see that you are lying by omission. And since when do you set your phone aside when you see a text from me? I really hate that people decide to change and then pretend as if they haven’t. I didn’t move my entire family back here to just be here. It was to be close and be included. Funny you don’t like being excluded but have no problem doing it to me. I have plenty of my own kids but I’ve always made others a priority. Funny. Not reciprocated too often.