Thanksgiving Dinner

This weekend was the first time in a long time that I hosted anything at our house. We had Thanksgiving dinner with my parents, Joel’s parents and my grandma. Although Martin cooked the turkey and stuffing, my mom brought the cabbage rolls and wild rice casserole, and my grandma brought the pumpkin pie, I was completely overwhelmed! Now this is hard to explain, and even harder to admit to myself, but I just couldn’t do it. I had tons of help, but nothing was going right on my end. And with everything I forgot, the feeling of failure got stronger. I had everything organized and ready to go in the morning, so all I had to do was turn on the stove. I had the potatoes peeled and cut up waiting in water, the carrots chopped and ready to go, the asparagus sitting patiently, and I forgot it all! So we had to wait for the veggies. Then once everyone had loaded up their plates, I remember the meatballs I made were still in the oven. For dessert I had searched high and low for an oil based cool whip for Joel (he is allergic to dairy products but loves whip cream on his pie) but forgot it in the freezer until we went to serve the pie. By this point I was feeling awful, frustrated and completely disappointed and when I started to cut the cheesecake I had made, I almost started to cry. It stuck to the knife, and I could barely cut through the crust. It was a mess! Actually it took everything in me to stay seated instead of running to my room and locking the door for the rest of the night. Now this seems silly and by the next day it was still hard to understand my overreaction, but really it was just too much for me. I have always been the host, I love to host, but this time no matter what I did, everything seemed to fall apart. Although the dinner was excellent, and everything worked out, I realized this weekend, I just cannot host right now.



Monday morning Joel and I worked on the basement and we are finally starting to see real progress. It is funny how just a couple of sheets of drywall make such an amazing difference. I helped Joel with about 4 sheets of drywall which does not sound like a lot, but many of them required cut outs for lights, vents, plugs, etc., so we were happy with our progress. We called it a day around noon.


This week should be quiet for Joel and I. Friday we are going out for my mom’s birthday. Mom has wanted to go to South Beach for awhile now, and this weekend the Foster Martin band is playing, so we thought it would be a perfect time to try out the casino.


This week marks 19 weeks of pregnancy! I have mixed feelings about it. I am almost half way done which I am excited for but extremely nervous. I cannot wait to meet our little one, but at the same time, I have so many doubts about what I will be like as a mom.


We still do not have an ultrasound date, but should have one assigned by my next appointment which is October 27th. Starting to countdown!


Well, I that’s it for now, maybe I will get inspired and write later in the week. For now, enjoy ~