Today was a perfect Thanksgiving Eve day. The kids helped me to clean the house since we are hosting dinner tomorrow. I made two pies. The boys went on a 4-wheeler ride in the hills behind us. It was a gorgeous, sunny day. I am especially grateful that Taylor was able to go. Sarah played with her friend Lydia, pretty much all afternoon. Emma, Estelle and I went shopping. We bought each of the girls a pretty black and red dress. I bought a red sweater to wear with a black skirt I already own. We are going to be matchy, matchy on Sunday. Destry worked hard for us. He worked late last night hoping he could leave early tonight, but it didn't work out. We are all gathered around watching a movie with a few friends. This is what life is about and I am very grateful.
I began this blog one year ago this month. This is my 31st post. That puts me at exactly 2.4 posts per month. Not a world's record, but a personal best. Up from the zippo I had before. I started it so that my children would have some record of their family's life. I haven't been very good at journal keeping in the past. I have been hit or miss at best. What I hadn't anticipated was how much I have enjoyed writing and reading this blog. I have reread my posts, some of them several times. They have made me laugh, cry and reminisce about my life. I like to write, so it should not have been such a surprise. But for some reason or other I didn't realize how much I would benefit from it. Maybe next year I will average a 3 or even 4 posts each month. I have ideas and notable life events that I could write about, but we shall see.
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