Friday equals Family Movie Night in my house. We order pizza, pick up some movies and then come home, put on our PJs and just relax. The movies this week weren’t very good (Race to Witch Mountain and – for the Hubs and I- Pixels), but that is besides the point. I don’t have to cook, we all get to curl up on the couch and, by the time the movie is done, it’s bedtime for the kids.
Pure bliss that I’m thankful for every week.
Saturday was a crazy day. We left the house at 8 am, then didn’t get home until 3, then left again at 5 and didn’t get home until 8:30 thanks to practices, games, a holiday bazaar that we volunteered at and helping out a friend. For the 2 hours we were home the Hubs and I napped because we’re old.
As crazy as the day was, it means we’re part of our community. We are involved and active – and yes, possibly crazy – but it makes my heart happy that we’re as plugged in as we are to our little town.
We celebrated my father’s birthday and my sister in law’s birthday on Sunday. As I sit here and watch the snow falling today, cursing this freaking fracking weather and the months of freezing cold that’s upon us, I’m thankful we live near family. That is basically the only reason we live where we do, so I’m very thankful that we’re as close to our family as we are. Birthday parties, Sunday dinners, holidays- that’s what makes me happy.