We just got home from spending a few days at Universal Studios in Orlando, and I think it was one of my favorite family trips ever. For one thing we love riding rides and rollercoasters and basically participating in all the theme park activities, but I especially loved being outside for a few days. Granted, I was walking around in replicas of Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade instead of, you know, nature, but my goodness it was nice to enjoy some sunshine and fresh air and see a little bit more of the sky than I normally do. We had so much fun, and if you ever get a chance to take a Universal trip with your people, I highly recommend it.
In addition to all the adventures in the park, we also experienced the rollercoaster that was the Mississippi State / Arkansas game this past Saturday night. I MEAN MY GOODNESS. We actually had to stop watching for a little bit during the 3rd quarter because State started to fall apart and my nerves couldn’t take it, and after about 10 minutes of no game, everybody fell asleep except for me. I couldn’t stand not knowing what was going on, though, so I grabbed my iPad and headphones and jumped back on the crazy train.
Well. When we blocked that field goal at the end of the game, I didn’t know what to do with myself. I couldn’t yell because of the sleeping people, but the adrenaline rush was something else. So I ended up sending a lot of ALL CAPS texts. WITH MANY EMOJIS.
And then I watched the game all over again via the WatchESPN app because TECHNOLOGY IS A MARVEL.
This week we have the Egg Bowl, of course, and I plan to dedicate several hours to research and YouTube videos on Thanksgiving afternoon. Before I can do that, though, I have to get ready for the actual Thanksgiving meal, and that is why I went to the grocery store right after we got home today. I feel very strongly about getting Thanksgiving groceries squared away before amateur hour cranks up Wednesday afternoon (amateur hour is when people who don’t do a lot of grocery shopping get sent to the store to pick up a few last-minute items, only they don’t know where to find what they need since they rarely grocery shop, and this is why grocery carts really should come with a horn or at the very least a whistle).
Thankfully I was able to shop without any major incident, and after being out of town and then pretty much not cooking the week before we left, I think it’s safe to say that I needed a few things.
We’ll have family here on Thursday and then another round on Saturday, so it’ll be big fun to get in the kitchen and cook and bake and whathaveyou. I have already decided that I’m not thinking about my book deadline again until Sunday, so I’m gonna enjoy our company and the holiday.
In about nine minutes it’ll be Wednesday, November 25th, which just so happens to be the blog’s 10th birthday. I cannot believe that it was ten years ago when I sat down and wrote my very first post, but it was. Alex was two. I had been married for eight years. We lived in a different house. And I had never even thought about writing a book since pipe dreams weren’t really my thing.
Life’s a kick, y’all.
So on this Thanksgiving, know that I am so grateful for you and the fact that you take the time to read here. Even though I’ve been more sporadic with posting the last year or so – deadlines and this particular stage of our family’s life have made it more difficult to find the time – I am still just as carried away with this particular medium as I can be. I used to tell people that I loved blogging because it gave me a place to put all my crazy, and that’s true. But the biggest reason I still love blogging is because y’all have created the kindest, most supportive environment in this little corner of the internet. Melanie and I say all the time that we have the very best readers, and ten years into this thing, I’m more convinced of it than ever.
So thanks for that. Thanks for being so awesome over the last ten years.
And Lord willing, here’s to ten more.
(Provided that blogs don’t become obsolete in the next ten years, of course.)
(But if they do, I’ll meet y’all on whatever the big new social media platform happens to be.)
(Fingers crossed that the new social media platform doesn’t require me to embed some sort of memory chip in my head.)
(I feel like this is a reasonable request.)