Hey remember all those damn pallets?
It's okay if you don't. I practically forgot about them too until this week and I walked by them every single day, so thoroughly resigned to their continued existence that they ceased to register in my brain at all.
But then stuff started happening!
COFFEE TABLE STUFF!
And...well. That's actually as far as stuff has gone, because the hairpin legs we ordered haven't arrived yet. Today, hopefully.
Because tomorrow we are hosting a huge-ass Friendsgiving/housewarming party and invited way, way too many people because we figured only half of them liked us enough to trek out to the new far-flung 'burbs but then almost everybody said they could come and gaaahhhh omg I don't have enough chairs or bowls or coffee tables.
We should have enough turkey, though. I picked up two hefty-sized birds from a local farm yesterday which are currently brining away in coolers.
The smaller one is getting deep fried, because I'm starting to suspect that moving to this house was all just a ploy to give Jason an excuse to buy himself toys like tile saws and Dremmels and deep fryers.
(Although I mainly moved here for the bathtub tbh.)
Anyway. I have a million things to do and clean and stress over right now but Ezra requested that I inform the Internet that he lost a tooth this week, a tooth that has been loose for damn full year now and practically disintegrated before finally letting go.
Golf claps, tooth. Congrats.
(For all of our guests tomorrow apologies if I'm making that same face all day I really am happy y'all could come and I'm just sorry there's probably no place to sit.)