Never go to Michaels the weekend of Thanksgiving.

That is it really. I have nothing more to say, Oh wait, I have one more thing to say. Don't go to Wal-mart either.
Fine I will elaborate, but only slightly because I am freaking tired and out of sorts and I have to be at work at 6:00 am. I warned you that I was out of sorts. I have to get ready for T-Day. I am making no-bake cheesecake petit fours courtesy of the Domestic Goddess. I stumbled onto her site by looking up petit fours recipes. I am also making Posole, and Cranberry Apple Relish (I'll include the exact recipe here as soon as I find it.) This paragraph is having trouble coming to a point, so moving on...

Those are some of the reasons I ventured into the outer regions of Hell and then Hell itself. To bake and to craft and to feed my family for the next week, on a limited budget. I ended up with more than I went into get, but that is the cliche that is my life.

My kiddos were on the whole well behaved. Though there were a couple of times that complete strangers stared at me as if I were a monster. My mom would have given me a swift smack and that would have been that. What was my crime? I threatened to leave the basket on the aisle and go home, I counted to 2 1/2, I must be a damned abomination!

I parked 5 miles from the store and had to push 2 kids (in one of those badly designed double seated with the seatbelts broken kind of basket) and $175 worth of groceries up hill to the car.
I admit I almost wasn't up to the challenge.

I am tempted to strike through this entire post because it is so whiny. I hate whining. I think I need a time-out. Either that or I should park this blog right here and go straight home, without all the stuff I came in for. PLGC-out

The one where she almost uses a bad word.

So you absolutely know that things are awry when you are mad at the car in front of you for going the speed limit. When did I become this speed demon? Well the truth be told, I leave work for "lunch" at 12:05, my daughter has to be at the bus stop by 12:45, I have to drive across town to get her from my mom's house, I have to be back at work by 1:00. 55 minutes and some Mother ah,erm Fluffy Bunny Lover, in front of me has the audacity to go the speed limit. Ridiculous!

I feel like all I do these days is drive here, there and everywhere. Zooming to and from, I might as well be grover..."Near, far, over and under and through." I can't say that anything about my life is boring right now.

The job is always in peril, as my industry is a volatile one at best. BG is full of Parent teacher meetings, field trips and school pictures. The Madre is up to her own eyeballs in drama and the HD is work, work, work these days. Did I miss BB, one word FIT (not the popular European compliment). We flux in and out of a stress status, but somehow remain above it all.

I am finding myself strangely apathetic to the turmoil. I am as excited as I have ever been about the holidays. That could be because I am going to give a hand at these, and this and that too.

I am loving that Autumn has graced us with her presence and is making way for winter. What are you up to for the season? Are you getting ready for a jam packed holiday, or snuggling in for an afternoon movie. If you're like me your feeling the crafty bug which is so difficult to shrug off with all of this mindless commercialism going on around me. What is your favorite part about the November to December months?

Well peace, love and Petit Fours, -out