Whew.

Oh Thanksgiving. I'm glad you're over.

I don't remember the last time I ate so much for 4 consecutive days (yes, my family stretches the binge eating to last about half a week). I wasn't just stuffing my face with food either; I was stuffing my face with the unhealthiest food I could find. On Saturday, with 2 days of eating under my belt and 2 days left, I was too full for lunch and had to get ready for a giant dinner with more company, so I had a very nutritious lunch that consisted of garlic bread and stuffing. YUM.

To top off this weekend, I can't think of a time when I was more relieved to get back to my own apartment and routines. Eric and Katherine were visiting, so I was obligated to stay at my parents' house and take part in lots of family stuff (like meals and museum trips), and it was a lot of time together.

My mother. Drove. Me. Nuts.

After listening to her talk non-stop with E and K about their upcoming wedding, I've decided I'm never getting married. There's no way I can go through all of that.

After it all, I wasn't as sad to go back to work as I should have. But then my principal decided to kick off the Monday morning back by observing me, unannounced, for nearly 40 minutes. During which I have a really hard time making sense because all of the blood goes to my head and I can't concentrate. Oh and then? Someone in my class wrote "Carla is a bitch," with spelling mistakes, on the girls' bathroom wall. And since no one will confess, all 45 of them are missing recess until the culprit is found. Once the kids were gone though, I kind of had to laugh. Carla can kind of be a bitch.