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Henry's Thanksgiving break started last week on Wednesday. Tomorrow he heads back to school. The kids around these here parts get the Monday after Thanksgiving off because that's the first day of hunting season. I *always* forget that there's a specific reason for having today off, and then when someone reminds me why, it never fails to amaze me. It's been a nice break. Last year Henry got sick his first day off from school, threw up Thanksgiving night, and didn't truly feel better until the day before school started. This year he was operating at 100% health, as was Holly, which I'm very thankful for. Dave's parents came up for a few days and helped wear out the kids. Dave and I went on a double-date with good friends to see "Breaking Dawn", and also managed to sneak out another day to do some window shopping downtown. We all had a great time and Dave and I managed to pack on some pounds so you know the food was good.

Meanwhile, I've been wrestling with a cough for the last two weeks and finally decided to go see a doctor about it this morning. I left his office with a prescription for antibiotics. I later told Dave that once I had the validation that I am actually sick, I finally admitted to myself that for the past two weeks I really haven't been feeling all that great, that in fact, I've been maybe feeling sort of lousy but have been powering through it. Denial is my gift. I have a better understanding of what Dave does to survive the semester and why he gets sick as soon as classes end. Oh, and, he's crazy. I'm not though, I'm hopped up on antibiotics! Woohoo!

Would someone like to come over and give my dog a bath? She stinks.

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I have been profoundly delinquent in updating the blog. The past four weeks have been extremely busy. The day after my last post we spent a week madly packing up all of our belongings into a trailer truck and a U-Haul and brought them all to our new house where we spent the next two weeks unloading all of it while proclaiming with great vehemence that we would never move again, at least not for another thirty years. We were without internet for the first two weeks, which was actually kind of nice. I did all of my emailing via my phone, which meant I checked my email regularly, but didn't really send any out, because what a drag trying to type on a relatively small keyboard with my big sausage fingers.

The kids handled the upheaval pretty well. Holly seemingly couldn't have cared less. Henry was a bit concerned about the whole venture, sometimes asking why, if we liked our old house so much, we were bothering to move in the first place. The Friday of the closing, we dropped our keys off at the old house before bringing Henry to school and when I happened to look in the rearview mirror at him, he was silently crying. It made Dave and I pause for a moment to really realize the momentousness of the occasion for all of us. We'd been running the whole week on adrenalin and we managed to forget we were leaving behind a house we really loved and that was perfect for us for a certain time in our lives. We said a more proper good-bye and headed off to our future.

So, fast forward a few weeks and here we are, settled in for the most part. Dave's parents are coming tonight to celebrate Thanksgiving with us, and next Monday we'll be moving everything on the second floor into storage so that an old carpet can be removed and all of the floors can be refinished. We're looking forward to that because then we can really set up our bedrooms and be done with the "moving in" process.

Meanwhile, I can say with great certainty that this is the perfect house for us. I love the way we live in it. It feels really good.

Posted by Jenn at 09:34 AM | Permalink | Comments (1)