So much happened this month. We visited the Munchkin. BigBrother turned six. The birthday party. LittleBrother turned four. Thanksgiving. Christmas parade. Decorating. Work. This. That. The other thing.
And I blogged every single day.
Someone pass me a glass of wine.
You would think that there would be time to breathe after a month like November, but tomorrow’s calendar page turn means that December is upon us — and there’s no time to breathe in December. It’s all go, all the time.
If I could blog 30 days during the crazy month of November, surely I can survive the crazy month of December. Right? Right? Someone say right.
Let’s do this.