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I could proclaim that I ate too many tamales for Thanksgiving and got super fat and developed "cankles" (ankle + calf), but I will confess the truth. Yes, I did eat lots of mommas home-made yummo tamales, but on Sunday right before I return to our routine of work, school, homework, etc. I missed a bottom stair into the kitchen and literally heard cracking bones. I think I would rather birth another 10lb kid than go through that again. OHMAGOSH, such pain. Seems that I fractured some tiny little bones in my ankle, can't walk, and am absolutely miserable. Tomorrow I get fitted for an orthopedic boot or a 10lb cast and apparently it is not the best fashion wear. Maybe I will borrow the Beddazzler from my niece and create a one of a kind piece of fashion :) Lucky me!
Thanksgiving Holiday was awesome! I had my sister and her family from El Paso enter our world for a week. I already miss them so much and to think that they just left this morning. I also felt like the I hit the jack-pot with the best-est friend in the world, Allison aka Storm (even though she never gets upset with me that I continue to not call her by her real name). Each Thanksgiving she makes attempts to enter our world regardless what state life takes us to. She reminded me that we are going on 20 years of knowing each other and it seems like yesterday that I met this diamond-of-a-friend in a huge lecture hall studying genetics. How I wish that Florida was a little closer. Our girlie nights this past week were such fun. I am in love with my family and friends it confirms why we have a Thanksgiving Holiday in the first place, so many people to give thanks for.
Who ever said that you never forget how to ride a bike? I sure did. I feel so wobbly and like I need a few hours of good ole training wheel practice. Chad decided to get our family some bikes. I think this is an awesome idea. Breeze in the hair and good exercise, but I forgot that I had not rode a bicycle in ummmm about 20 years. So needless to say, Lissy and I ride together at the same pace (she is learning how to ride without training wheels) and daddy scoots ahead on the bike path, frustrated at our slow pace and lack of desire to ride down a cliff. If you are into riding bikes, there is a great bike path here in SA, lots of levels to choose from (yes, I am still on level 1).
One of the favorite places in this little girls world is Build-A-Bear. Now why could I not think of stuffing animals for a living and becoming a millionaire? I saw the person who started build a bear on Oprah and the whole thing was a fluke how it got started. Amazing. I sometimes have great ideas, how come I can't become a trillion-aire? I think I would be a great one.
I think everyone in the world has been to this hectic store. There is nothing like having all of these children running around searching for just the right outfit for their bear, dino, or rabbit. The search includes trying to find the "fashiest" shirt, pants, shoes, wig, panties, etc...etc.... Alyssa will spend every dollar she earns in that store if we let her. Although, I must admit that the process itself is about 1 hour but provides hours of enjoyment when she gets home. It is all about being the pretend mommy and/or sister and/or best friend to a furry little lifeless bear. Her imagination is so magical.
