Currently, the list reads something like this:

1. I need to dye my hair.
2. I need to sew about a dozen outfits for me and Genny and I have to mend about a half dozen things for Mike and Bear.
3. I need to do my floors as I am sure there are creatures living in the carpet and entire empires of ants dependent on the ecosystem that my kitchen floor crumbs provide.
4. I need to get laid. Of course this entails that I need to get the kids down early enough, so that I can accomplish this. Without their cooperation, nookie will never happen.
5. I need to get my summer clothes stuffed into the bureau in the closet, so I have enough room in my drawers for the nice warm winter clothes.
6. I need to vacuum the floor in my room and the rest of the house.
7. I need to rearrange a few things in my room and move the cedar chest in there.
8. I need to get all the woolens out of the baby's closet and into the cedar chest once it's moved.
9. I need to take a shower because it's almost noon and my hair is still sticking up in funny places and I have an odd body odor.
10. I need to write in my journal and catch them up on a few things...Bear is getting a frenulectomy in December in the hopes it will help his speech, i.e., he's getting that little thing on the bottom of his tongue clipped so he can move his tongue better. Genny at her 6 month check 3 weeks ago weighed in at 19.5 lbs and 29.5 inches long. She is wearing 18 month old clothing and is in that awkward in between state of being too large for 12 month old stuff and needing the cuffs rolled up on the 18 month old stuff.
11. I need to drop Genny's crib another level because she pulled up on Thanksgiving Eve for the first time!!!
12. I need to get a child safety gate to keep my baby out of the kitchen. She's into everything. I can see she's going to be one of those babies who is going to have all my pots and pans out on the floor and be wearing the colander on her head. Currently, her favorite pasttime is chewing paper.
13. I need a vacation. I need a long luxurious tropical vacation complete with cabana boys to serve my every whim.

Thanksgiving was pretty quiet and ultimately quite delicious. I did not escape having turkey juice sloshed all over the inside of the oven, but I cleaned it up as I went. I could see if I'd not had the handles, I would have had more than turkey juice all over the place. We're talking peanutbutter rockets with mashed potatoes and yams, hold the floor turkey.