Being thankful

We spent the weekend down on the MS Gulf Coast with Brian's family. Because his sister couldn't make it up for Thanksgiving this year, we all met down there and celebrated Thanksgiving last night. We drove down Saturday, and booger was good the whole way. We made it in with no wrong turns. I was thankful. Then, we checked into a suite at the Residence Inn (which totally rocked. You wouldn't think that a Residence Inn in Gulfport would be posh, but it totally was. Our suite had two bedrooms, a kitchenette, and THREE flat screen TVs. Heaven.). I was thankful.

We then met up with the family for ham, green bean casserole, dressing, and all of the other fixings. YUM. The kids played together, we all chatted and relaxed. Very thankful.

Then, we headed back to our hotel, where I put booger in the bed and took perhaps the longest, hottest shower that I've taken since the baby was born. Then, Brian and I lolled around on the cushy king bed while we flipped through various shows on the huge flat screen TV. At last, we settled into a deep, dreamless sleep. So freaking thankful I could hardly believe it.