Friday, December 31, 2010

Whew!

Job Of The Day: I took down the Christmas tree.

That's not as impressive as it sounds. Because this was the Christmas tree this year:

See the little boxes in front of it? Decorations that never made it on the tree. Surly Teenager thought the tree looked a little naked with just lights. So I bought some little ornaments for her to put on, and she never did.

All done:

Whew! Who's ready for a nap?

Thursday, December 30, 2010

'Round And 'Round She Goes

This probably isn't going to be as funny as it seemed at the time...maybe it is, I'm getting giggly again thinking about it...

Aunt Martha is a long time friend of the family, to my in-laws. She's in her 80's and is a talker, hard of hearing and missing part of a leg to diabetes.

She called Christmas evening because she was having problems with her electric chair and had gotten wedged in somewhere and couldn't maneuver herself out.

Hubby went to rescue her.

When he got back he said the connectors to the battery were dirty so he cleaned them as well as he could. He told her, "You got a lot of carbon scoring here. It looks like you have seen a lot of action." (In case you are not a Super Nerd like Hubby, that is a quote from Star Wars) Of course she only said "What?"

By his 3rd trip to rescue her, he was going to make her put the chair up and switch to her walker. Even though he had cleaned the connections, it still wasn't maneuvering correctly.

It was going in circles.

And that is when the silliness began. With us all sitting around the kitchen table, picturing poor old Aunt Martha spinning in circles and laughing our asses off. There were jokes about her chasing her cats that way - about her spinning like Gretchen's new Stir Crazy - and about how of course she would go in circles because she is missing a leg.

I know. We are awful, horrible people.

But I can just see her. Going in circles. Oh my.



Wednesday, December 29, 2010

What Day Is It?

I lose all track of time when I don't have to go to work.

I got up and yelled at Hubby for turning off the alarm and did a mad rush to get ready for my dentist appointment.

As I was about to run out the door, the phone rang.

It was the dentist office confirming my appointment.

For tomorrow.

Resistance is futile

I have a strong urge to get my hair cut really short. I have had it for a while and I have been resisting because every other time I cut my hair short, I don't like it and can't wait for it to grow back out.

I don't think I can resist much longer.

I cut my bangs a few days ago.

The rest may soon follow.

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Merry Christmas

A few Christmas photos:

Charlie pulled this from his stocking and after a moments scrutiny declared "This is for girls. Boys don't wear lip gloss." Even though it was green, and Charlie is all about green, he promptly handed it off to a sister. Further down in his stocking he came across a similar item, and after another moments scrutiny placed it on his pile of stuff saying "Boys can wear chapstick." I think the first one may have looked a little too sparkly for his manhood.



Melody and Dixie tearing in to their goodies.

Uncle Gary trying on his new work gloves.

Gretchen opening a gift and Lora Lynn putting on her Christmas bow.


The girls got these adorable dresses from their mom's friend who bought them in Africa.


Surly Teenager approves.


Aunt Bethie watching the madness from a safe distance
while guarding her pretty new glassware.


My Hubby. The dork.


Lazy Non-Teenager was mostly ill all weekend and didn't appreciate attempts at taking her picture.


Dowlan and Hubby snoozing after a tough morning of turkey frying.





This is Diego. He had his own stocking, along with one for Clementine and Abby. However, Diego was the only one smart enough to figure out which stocking had his name on it, get the treats out and try to dig in all by himself.


Turkey frying disaster averted by running all over town and scrounging up enough oil to fry them birds in.



The entertainment of the evening: watching popcorn pop in Gretchen's new Stir Crazy.

Monday, December 27, 2010

My Public Apology

My darling husband,

I am so very sorry. Please forgive me. I did not mean for you to find out the way that you did. I tried to spare you; I tried to delete all the emails so that you wouldn't see.

I feel HORRIBLE that you know. I should have known better. I should have known that you would find out if I put it in writing.

I promise it will never happen again. Is there some way that I can make it up to you?

Your loving wife.

~ * ~ ~ * ~ ~ * ~ ~ * ~

What happened?

I messaged my sister-in-law on Facebook when I finished reading Cryoburn (see earlier post) about a character that dies in the book. She wrote back. The Facebook notice went to my email. If you are not familiar with the emails, they show part of the message. I deleted the email notices from the home computers, but Hubby had the laptop with him at work. And he checked it before he headed home. He saw the notice and the message and found out who dies. And he hasn't even had a chance to start the book yet.

I know what you were thinking. Shame on you!


P.S: Ok 3! updates in one day. Does that make up for some of my previous slacking?

Maybe Tomorrow

I have spent the day trying out some of the Christmas presents.

I started with a gift Hubby got:

I'm always cold. I try not to turn the heat up too often, because of the cost. But I must admit, one of my favorite things about getting the house to myself, is the chance to turn the heat up and shed about 3 layers of clothing. Today I opted for trying this thingy out. And I must say...two thumbs up! Toasty warm and able to move about. Much more sophisticated looking than a Snuggie, too. And my biggest worry with the Snuggie: what happens when you want to get up and do something? There you are walking around with your ass hanging out like a hospital gown. Not so with this thingy. You are wrapped all the way around. I got up and got a glass of milk and sat back down still all toasty warm. One minor complaint - I had a time figuring out how to snap myself in to the thing. I'm sure that was just me though and is not a common problem.

While wrapped in the thingy, I munched on these:

Found at the grocery store in Abilene. Locally, they NEVER have the Nacho Cheese. Only Cheddar Cheese. Which is just not the same. So when I spied these while picking up eggs and stuff, I bought every single bag they had.

It's ok. Hubby got to buy 10 things of Sugar Free Cherry Kool-Aid. Because apparently, Cherry flavored Kool-Aid can't be had locally either.

And what was I doing, while munching my Nacho Cheese goodies, all toasty warm? Reading the BEST CHRISTMAS PRESENT EVER:

If you like to read, I HIGHLY recommend her Miles Vorkosigan saga (starts with Shards of Honor). They are very well written. Great characters that you easily get caught up in the lives of. Great dialogue. Hubby and I have read them over and over. We knew she had been writing a new one, but the last time we checked it didn't say it was finished and published. We were so pleasantly surprised by it on Christmas morning. My sister-in-law, who gave it to us, had been sneaking out to her car so she could finish reading hers without Hubby or I seeing the book.

And yes. I finished it to today.

All this while wearing: My Magic Pants...

Another sister-in-law gift. They are soooo soft and silky. And I have been told by her, MAGIC. It must be true; I have magically accomplished nothing today except finish my book.

And later this evening I will be trying out these gifts:


While reading the latest Dean Koontz in paperback.

In case you are wondering why I wasn't trying those last two out earlier today while reading Cryoburn - I knew I would be home today and Hubby wouldn't, and I could get it read faster than he would. So Hubby hasn't read it yet. I didn't want to take the chance of dropping it in the tub and ruining the book.

Yes. I have done that.

So...all that stuff unloaded from the car yesterday when we got home? Still there.

Maybe tomorrow.

Jiggity-Jig

Home again.

I love to go visiting at the Holidays. But nothing beats coming home again.

Until you get up the next morning and look around at all the stuff you brought in from the car the night before and just set down because you didn't want to deal with it right then and now it all needs to be put away.



Tuesday, December 21, 2010

So Sweet





And she said YES (click for story)!