Holiday drama already?

So our family doesn't have the best record when it comes to holidays. Without fail, one (or both) sets of parents feels shortchanged, and Josh and I are run completely ragged. We go back and forth between J's parents and my mom's house so many times, we wear grooves in the pavement. Don't even get me started on trying to see my dad and step mom.

But that's Christmas. Thanksgiving is different. When I started working at The Salvation Army, I always had to work on Thanksgiving Day, so that meant Josh and I stayed here. My mom and little brother always come up, and once J's parents and sister even came. It worked for us. At least we got one holiday that we enjoyed. Well, Josh broke it to me last night that we're going to San Antonio for T-day this year. Did he ask me? No, he TOLD me. Yeah, I was not a happy wife. Here's our conversation:

Me: We should run the turkey trot on Thanksgiving

J:Yeah, I'm sure they have one in San Antonio

Me: What does that have to do with anything?

J: Oh, we're going down there this year.

Me: Huh?

J: Yeah, mom and dad sent an email saying that they're staying there, and anyone who wants to is welcome to come to them.

Me: Huh? Didn't you invite them up here?

J: Yeah, I guess they didn't want to come.

Me: Huh?

J: What?

Me: I gotta go running before I explode...see ya.

Seriously, I feel like my world is upside down. For those of you who don't know, I'm a planner. I like to have my calendar written out months in advance. I don't like surprises. Now, to be fair to Josh, he just wants to see his family for a holiday. We won't be with them for Xmas since we're going to a cabin in New Mexico (side note: we invited them to accompany us, but they declined). But seriously, why can't his parents come here? We invite them up here multiple times a year, and they probably come twice. It's not like he has several other siblings who would be left with no place to go if his parents came here. He has one sister, and we invited her too. Now I have to break it to my mom that we will not be spending Thanksgiving with her like we usually do. I hate breaking bad news to people (especially my mom). She really doesn't have any other family, so I don't know what she'll do for Thanksgiving now. Ugh.

Oh, and on top of that, I have to work until 9: 30 pm the Wed. night before T-day, so we'll either get to SA in the middle of the night, or have to leave Thanksgiving morning. I also have to work the Saturday after, so that leaves us fewer than 48 hours before we have to load the kids and dog back up and go home. Now that I think about it, maybe that's a good thing...

Kidless for a day

So my kidless weekend was AMAZING. We shopped, we ate, we shopped some more...then we ate some more. Unfortunately, my sleep wasn't much better than it is at home, thanks to a serious thunderstorm and a phone call at 7 am. That's okay though, who needs sleep anyway?

Josh ended up taking the girls to his parent's while I was gone. Wuss. I'm sure my in-laws were ecstatic that they got to see the kids while I wasn't around. I was a little worried about how Avery would do in a strange place without me, but apparently she didn't even notice I was gone. Nice.

I had such an amazing time, we've decided that we should have a weekend like this at least every 3 months. Surprisingly, Josh agrees. Yay!

Now we begin our crazy fall schedule...at last look, we have exactly 1 free weekend from now until Thanksgiving....yikes!