Sadness

My sister and her children left today at 8am. I woke at 5am to get them over to the airport. I find myself pretty sad that they are no longer at my mom's house. I'm not even sure I'll make the trek there every weekend from now on. My sister's husband is supposedly getting a transfer to either Georgia or D.C. in May. I hope that happens.

Otherwise, things are the same. I am trying to decide on my contribution to the feast that we're calling Thanksgiving dinner. Really though, why do 20 people need two turkeys and a ham? Those are just the meats. I fear for my waistline. It's just started to shrink, thankfully, and I find the ordinary day-to-day decision making with meals difficult. I just pray that I'm somehow given the willpower of a thousand dieters. Good juju appreciated.

What else? (I should change the name of my journal to that, huh?) I never did find a new phone I could afford to upgrade to so I've got a land line I'm going to have to start using. My cell phone angers me. I had to stop myself from throwing it the other day. I'll call someone or someone calls and I get all of 30 seconds to talk and then "call failed". Oh how I hate those two words. Maybe I'll hint that Santa should bring that to me.

Happy Saturday night.