I'm so sad it's Sunday night. How often do we get four days of uninterrupted warmth, family time and loving? Hardly ever....sigh. I hate that Steve no longer works in a school that gets lovely, long holidays. I hate that we live so much for the weekends! But oh, this one was so good. Thursday was Thanksgiving, simply the greatest holiday there is. When will the rest of the world catch on?! We were spoiled rotten in the company of all of the Hares and enjoyed a perfect day which included watching some of my oldest, dearest students ROCK Swampscott in the BIG football game vs. Marblehead, baking delicious pies for dinner and spending all day with my brothers and sister and parents, and of course Steve and Samara, talking, laughing and playing games. PERFECT. The rest of the long weekend was equally enchanting and perfect, especially as we decorated TWO trees: my parents, and OURS! For Christmas we bought ourselves two new couches and the room that we recently finished painting looks just divine. We have been sitting in there this evening since Samara went to sleep (she went down at 6:15pm totally ZONKED from all the laughing) but as the peaceful haven is TECH-FREE (oh so nice) and no TV or laptops are allowed (or Cheerios!) we're now back in the other room so I can 'finish my schoolwork for tomorrow!' Please come and sit with us in there soon. It's enchanting! Living on something of a principle street, I love how we can put out sparkling tree in the window and share it with this little town. And so, with everything in the world to be thankful for, it was only right that Thanksgiving came now. I only wish this slow-mode of life, and walks and talks and family could go on and on. With all the craziness of a little one running around non-stop, too many day-jobs, so many responisbilities, you sure do learn to appreciate the calm, peaceful serenity of just being us.
