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Thursday, December 31, 2009

What Being Over 40 Has Taught Me, or...

...Why I'm glad I learned when to say when.



Have a great New Years and be careful. :)


Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Happy Birthday BSer!


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~In All His Glory, Muddy and Happy~

Today is my sweet BSer's birthday and it's not just any birthday. The BSer is 50!
Know what we're going to do for his birthday? We're going to go eat seafood and then go to see Avatar. (Clearly he's not big on birthdays.) I told him that we should try to get to the restaurant between 4:00 and 5:00 so that we can get the senior citizen discount.

He didn't appreciate that.

Monday, December 28, 2009

Milestones


It seems that lately we've hit milestones and I've realized that, while I THOUGHT I loved change, change sucks. My brain tells me change is good. But after a string of alterations in life, stagnation begins to look pretty darn attractive.

Our first big change happened many years ago. We decided to buck the system and pull the kids out to be educated at home for a few years. This change was good - and fun.

Then change happened again in 2005 when my sweet 12 year-old, not quite Smart Ass, became sick with an illness which rocked our world, her world, and changed the course of our lives. This illness was (and still can be) more difficult than you could imagine because of it's obscurity. This change truly sucked.

In 2008, we moved away from the security of our friends and home to another state seven hours away. Sucky change.

And now...

Now I've been having a pity party for myself. I should be happy and giddy and excited. But, I guess like any other parent, I'm tearful and thoughtful and scared. The Hermit moved out yesterday to attend school somewhere else. I'm excited for him. He's excited for him. Is this what they call empty-nest syndrome? Figures I'd get it too early. I've still got Smart Ass in all her glory to keep me hopping.

Had to say goodbye to my little old car yesterday, too. Isn't that crazy? I became emotionally attached to a freaking car! This was a sad change.

Plus I think I'm beginning to go through "the change".

Change is good, right?

Maybe I'll get a jeep and drive with the top down.


Saturday, December 19, 2009

A Cheap Date


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Last night I found myself all alone - not a BSer, Hermit, or Smart Ass in sight. You'd think that a girl would know how to behave, especially one my age. But do you want to know what I did?

I took a long bath with a tall glass of wine - the cheap kind. Then, dressed in the ugliest, most comfy pair of jammies, I made two HUGE crab cakes, with sauce. While cooking my crab cakes I perused the latest fashion magazine. Afterward, while watching Sleepless in Seattle and Enchanted, I had an Edwards Hot Fudge Ice Cream Brownie.

Then I went to bed.

It was heaven.

This morning I destroyed all evidence.


Tuesday, December 15, 2009

A Christmas Thingy Even I Can Handle...


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My online compadre, Jennifer Juniper, (Gotta love the name. Why can't I have a cool name like that?) over at Hope Studios has a Christmas wreath tutorial that even I and my anti-Martha self can handle. It's super pretty, easy, and idiot-proof. Not that I'm an idiot or anything and, uh, not like you're an idiot or anything.

Friday, December 11, 2009

Confessions


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Every year, I love reading the magazines and blogs about how to beautify your home for Christmas. I dream - a girl can dream, can't she?

When I was a young whipper-snapper of a mom, I had aspirations. We made homemade ornaments, gingerbread houses, chopped down our own trees.

I still love to read about the beauty of Christmas. But here's the reality...

I'm not Martha Stewart. I tried once and it didn't take.

We go to Home Depot to pick a tree. It stands for several days before it's decorated.

We still have boxes in the dining room. Boxes of Christmas decorations, surrounding the tree, which, by the way, is dropping needles because I forget to feed it water. (Blush)

We still have a pumpkin on our front steps. (Haha, blush)

While under massive pressure, I wrap presents to put under the tree two days (or one) before Christmas. And I usually find a few forgotten gifts hidden in various spots in the spring.

The only reason we made gingerbread houses in the early years was because I faced peer pressure from the good moms.

I'm too cheap to buy new decorations. We still have the same ivy that we had 20 years ago.

Believe it or not, I LOVE Christmas. I'm just not a holiday Martha.


UGHHHH!! I feel better.

Try confessing. It's good for the soul, I promise.

Bah Humbug, oh and, Merry Christmas :)


Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Can't Help But Love It

Smart Ass redeemed herself temporarily when she showed me this video.
I love it.

Friday, December 4, 2009

Christmas Shopping and Wine



Part One happened on Friday:

WITH a crappy cold, I decided to head to the mall to tackle Christmas shopping for the kiddos.

{{{mistake}}}

Going shopping wasn't the actual mistake. The mistake was calling the BSer and asking if he'd like to have lunch and help me Christmas shop.

what. was. i. thinking?

We wandered for two solid hours, accomplishing nothing except...

After lunch and another two hours, BSer had two new pairs of pants and a new sweater vest, cords and two shirts.


The hermit - zip.
Smart Ass - zip.

BSer had to get back to work. I ran into the nearest American Eagle and grabbed two pairs of jeans and...

went home to crash.

Part two - Monday:

Still have a cold, but I was smart enough to go to a mall FAR away from the BSer.

I wandered for many many hours, then...

came home and ordered everything online - WITH...

free shipping...

and a glass of wine. :)


Thursday, December 3, 2009

Brussels Sprouts for Everyone

Last week, while visiting mom and watching, I'm absolutely certain, 24 straight hours of television in one sitting, I came across a recipe.


Brussels sprouts - something I've never tried. Never. In. My. Life.

The recipe looked unbelievable. I was well aware that brussels sprouts are perhaps the most detested vegetable known to mankind.

I was challenged.

I saved the recipe.

Last night, BSer comes in from work, "What's for dinner?"

"Brussels sprouts, baked chicken and rice, really good rice and REALLY, REALLY delicious brussels sprouts."

BSer, "But everyone on the face of the planet detests brussels sprouts."

I proceed to tell him how I will PREPARE our culinary delight.

BSer, "Why, you could cook cat %^$# like that and it would be delicious!"

I'm encouraged.

I chop and dice, then slave over a hot stove, feverishly preparing said brussels sprouts.



Next time I'll try the cat $^%#.


believe it or not...

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