Here at Casa Chaos, we’re diving into the holidays in the most traditional way – by painting the family room. Because isn’t it everyone’s dream to fit the Christmas tree in among ladders and paint buckets?
But this was desperately overdue. Our family room, comfy as it is, was a definite page from the 70’s, as you can see:
We’re lightening it up, painting the walls the very softest of greys and doing the bookshelves and mantel in a darker grey. Unless we change the color scheme again. Which is quite possible.
The reward for doing this work will be …. redoing the World’s Ugliest Bathroom!
(Don’t laugh. That’s my Christmas present.)
November is a challenging month because the kids are out of school as much as they are in it. They’re off for Veteran’s Day, then three days for Thanksgiving, and Tsarina had two half days to accommodate parent-teacher conferences. So the girls and I had plenty of time to bond 🙂 We did have some lovely mother-daughter outings, so, you know. Bonus.
Then came Thanksgiving! The Mensch was the only boy who could make it home this year, but we had a lovely time with him. We cook the dinner ourselves. Once a year, it’s a treat to go all out and spend a full day preparing the meal. And of course, Thanksgiving means the traditional Purple Turkey!
No, the turkey isn’t diseased. This is what it looks like after a couple of days in a red wine brine. The color cooks out. But we had great fun convincing one of Tsarina’s friends that there are indeed purple turkeys and that they could be purchased at the grocery store.
In between the cooking and the painting and the school-less days, though, there was writing! I’m closing in on the end of the first draft of the next Comeback Cove book. I’ve also plotted out the major points of the first full-length Elias sisters book and done some brainstorming on titles for those. Can’t wait to share the results with you all!
And now it’s time to take a deep breath and dive into the holidays, with all their bustle and planning and wonder. It’s time for carols and spreadsheets, for candles and secrets, for whispers and promises. Let the joyful rush begin.
What I’m Reading:
Diary of a Wimpy Kid: Old School
Okay, officially I am reading this with Tsarina. But let’s be honest. These books are too funny to let the kids have all the fun.
In this tenth Wimpy Kid book, our hero Greg deals with the good old days in a number of different ways, such as his mom leading the town in an unplugged weekend or his own visit to Hardscrabble Farms. We’re still reading, so I haven’t seen how everything ties together yet, but I can tell you this: it’s worth reading if only for the episode involving Grandpa and the highway.
What I’m Singing:
I admit it. I am a sick, sick woman.