Is it bad that what I am really looking forward to about Thanksgiving is the shopping that I will do the next morning? I am actually kind of dreading the meal itself. While I know the meal will be awesome (tooting my own horn here), I am not looking forward to the company. We have another family from our neighborhood coming over that don't have any family around. I really like them, but they don't watch their kids. For those of you that have been reading for a while, this is the one who let their two year old ride the four wheeler by himself in the road unsupervised. You can just imagine the chaos that will ensue in my house on Thursday.
What have I gotten myself into?