I lost 4 pounds over Thanksgiving....

Don't hate me. It wasn't fun.

Chad and I had a few days alone the first part of last week since the girls went "home" with my parents to help get ready for Thanksgiving.

I had all sorts of plans and good intentions for my two and half days alone. Nothing and I mean NOTHING on my "list" was checked off when we left on Wednesday.

Monday I had planned to do all my Christmas shopping, wrap gifts and make a December meal plan. Instead, I went to the minute clinic for a sinus infection, came home and slept.

Tuesday, I ventured out to LifeWay to pick up the Bible study I started today. ("Ruth" ) I happened to drop the "Jesus Saves"DVD and Cd in my basket along with another book I've been wanting to read. By the time I left LifeWay (yes, I sniffed a few Bibles on my way to check out)I was exhausted.

I came home to watch the DVD and start reading. I may or may not have taken a two hour nap. All I know is I woke up to Angela Cruz singing "Mercy Seat" and for a split second, I thought I had died and gone to heaven.

I spent Tuesday evening packing and getting ready for our car ride on Wednesday afternoon.

When we left Wednesday afternoon, Chad asked me which way I wanted to go, I felt adventurous and said the "back" way. (This was a new back way that we have never gone before and we will NEVER go that way again!)

Yes, I know that I suffer from motion sickness. I get car sick sitting in the movies for goodness sake. Why oh why did I say "back way".

What should have taken 2 and half hours, took right at 7 hours. S.E.V.E.N. hours people. We could have been at the beach.

The first 2 hours weren't too bad. We needed the alone time to talk and had we gone the regular old interstate way, we wouldn't have had the conversation we had..so okay. BUT.

The last 5 hours were pitiful. Let's just say there were several times we had to stop and poor Chad had to hold my hair back while I...well...I just got sick a LOT.

I remember looking over at Chad and saying "About an hour?". He just looked at the GPS and shook his head. "No baby....it's looking more like 3." NOT a good time.

We FINALLY get about 40 miles from my parent's house and the road is closed due to a rock slide. NOT the rock slide up on I-40 mind you, another rock slide. What is it with the rock slides? Good grief. That little detour was over 60 miles. I was in tears by this point.

I have never been more glad to see my parent's home. Specifically, their guest bedroom shower.

I say all of that to say:

Since I was too sick to do a "thankful" post on Thanksgiving week..I would love to tell you today that I am thankful for:

Jesus.

My man, who still holds my hair when I'm sick. (I'm thinking I just may get a pixie haircut after all of this!)

My girls.

My parent's. (in-laws too)

My siblings, sister-in-laws and nieces and nephew. I was so glad to see them all for Thanksgiving. What a treat to have everyone together.

But this year I'm most thankful for the fact that even when everything seems to be in chaos around me, Jesus is constant. He is safe and He is good.