We intended to spend I week in Idaho with my very intelligent but insane family. However, Crew fell ill and so we had to improvise our own Thanksgiving at home with just our little family. Luckily, my husband insisted on cooking.

OK. The best thing I ever did was marry my wonderful husband. (He helped me clean up throw-up at 3:30 am yesterday.) And today is our 12th wedding anniversary. But perhaps the second best thing I ever did was…

Are you headed out of town for Thanksgiving? We are! And our car DVD player is jammed with two DVDs (thank you Locke…grrr…) so watching a movie is not an option on our 6 hour drive to Boise. I am going to have to oil my rusty travel brain and bring out some travel boredom busters (that don’t involve a DVD):

We were looking to sell our house. My realtor came over, checked out my house, ran some comparables, did the math and gave me a figure of what he thought my house could sell for. My heart sunk. His number was $50,000 less than my friend’s home sold for just 2 years ago.

A few months ago, I did a post called Battle of the Bedroom where I outlined different strategies that I tried to get my oldest daughter to clean her room. Although those methods were unsuccessful, I am happy to report that I tried one last tactic and…..Victory!

Do you remember Service Saturdays? You know where my family and I go serve one Saturday a month so that my kids don’t turn into snotty, entitled rich kids. Well, we lost our groove for a few months there over the summer, but we are now back on track. Service Saturdays have been revived.