Thanksgiving

I was going to take pictures of our Thanksgiving, but I didn't, so sorry. I have two cameras sitting next to me, but neither one of them have moved from that spot in like 12 years. I'm a bad housewife. Modern housewife, because housewives in the olden days didn't give a crap about posting pictures of their lives on blogspot. They probably had more important things to do like bake bread. Not me. I shop at Maceys. I bet you thought I was going to write a blog about all the things I was thankful for. I really should. But I don't want to. Instead I will tell you all the things I would be thankful for if I was feeling thankful. Which I'm not. We're getting our puppy in about 3 weeks. 19 days actually. We finally bought a house. Kind of on accident. We found one that we loved a few weeks ago, and we put on offer on it, and then they received 3 other offers that we assumed were much better than ours, so we forgot all about it. Then on Monday they contacted us, and said they accepted our offer, so if all goes well we'll be moving in February. I wrecked my car again. Don't bother telling me your jokes about how I always wreck cars, because they're not funny. I'm thankful that I'm not dead. And especially thankful that I didn't knock Courtney's teeth out with my head. I'm thankful for my husband, because he's hot, and he lets me put my cold feet on him sometimes.