I have about half of my Christmas post done for you; but, believe it or not, life hasn't stopped long enough for me to finish my Christmas story! So, in the meantime I wanted to send this out to you.
I came down with bronchitis before Christmas, am still sick and it stinks big time!
Dave had a pretty challenging day yesterday.
Then today, when I was getting ready for work 2 Sheriff's Deputies knocked on our door to let us know that all of our Christmas yard decor had been vandalized and destroyed. Well, not all of our Christmas yard decor but most of it. If you know Dave, then you know that he loves decorating the yard for Christmas and that he loves our decorations. The Sheriff's deputies realized that our yard had been vandalized because they accidentally ran over one of our reindeer that was in the middle of the road and drug it down the street. The Deputy felt horrible when he realized he ran over Rudolph! As it turns out, five other houses on our street had the same thing happen and other streets in our neighborhood were "hit" as well, their stuff either being stolen or vandalized.
If you pray, please add or keep us in your prayers. Between Dave's bad day at work and everything else, a little extra help from the prayer department wouldn't hurt!
Thank you. And, hopefully, I'll have my Christmas post up soon. I have pics of our destroyed Christmas decor but I'm sparing you from that! You can thank me later! (Just kidding)
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Oh my gosh.
I am driving back to work from the county jail where I was doing a nutrition presentation and I see a girl (she was probably between 16 and 21 years of age) pushing a big, old, tan Oldsmobile type car. She was crying.
I drove past her at first and then I thought, this isn't right. So, I turned around to go back to her. By now she was sitting in the driver's seat of her stalled car and still crying. I pulled up beside her, rolled down my window and asked her if she needed to use my phone to call someone. She was very appreciative and relieved. She had run out of gas, had an 11 month old baby boy in the back seat who had luckily just fallen asleep and she had no money or cel phone. They had just come from his doctor's appointment.
The first call she made was to mom. This is where the story gets kind of sad. She was on her way to pick up mom; but, mom's car is the one this girl was driving that ran out of gas. So, her mom's at home with out any way to come get her to help. Mom tells girl that she has no money for gas, either. Then, mom makes it clear to girl that she cannot leave the car on the side of the road. Poor girl. There's an "Uncle Bill," at mom's (or, in the picture) but apparently, his truck is too low on gas as well. Mom suggests girl call mom's boyfriend. Girl doesn't like mom's boyfriend but calls anyway. Right away, before she can even ask, he says he won't, or can't, help.
Now, poor girl is up crap creek with out a paddle. What am I to do? I can't just leave her there and be like, "Oh well, sorry about your luck, I hope it all works out and you find your way home." She's stranded for crying out loud...with a baby sleeping in the back seat of her car!
I called one of my co-workers and we went to a gas station and bought a gas can, filled it with 1 gallon of gas and got some cash for the girl so she could drive straight to the gas station to get enough gas to get home. Luckily, there was a kind, older gentleman who pumped the gas into the gas can for us...those things are fool proof and tricky!
We got the gas in her car, the car started after a few attempts and off she went. Appreciative and relieved.
The thing about all of this is, I feel so lucky. For one, I have a cel phone; so, Heaven forbid if I ever run out of gas, I can make phone calls for help. Second, and this is what makes me feel bad for her and extremely lucky for me, if I ran out of gas there are a ton, a ton, of people I could call that would come help me asap, in a new york minute.
I feel bad for this girl who doesn't have that.
I am driving back to work from the county jail where I was doing a nutrition presentation and I see a girl (she was probably between 16 and 21 years of age) pushing a big, old, tan Oldsmobile type car. She was crying.
I drove past her at first and then I thought, this isn't right. So, I turned around to go back to her. By now she was sitting in the driver's seat of her stalled car and still crying. I pulled up beside her, rolled down my window and asked her if she needed to use my phone to call someone. She was very appreciative and relieved. She had run out of gas, had an 11 month old baby boy in the back seat who had luckily just fallen asleep and she had no money or cel phone. They had just come from his doctor's appointment.
The first call she made was to mom. This is where the story gets kind of sad. She was on her way to pick up mom; but, mom's car is the one this girl was driving that ran out of gas. So, her mom's at home with out any way to come get her to help. Mom tells girl that she has no money for gas, either. Then, mom makes it clear to girl that she cannot leave the car on the side of the road. Poor girl. There's an "Uncle Bill," at mom's (or, in the picture) but apparently, his truck is too low on gas as well. Mom suggests girl call mom's boyfriend. Girl doesn't like mom's boyfriend but calls anyway. Right away, before she can even ask, he says he won't, or can't, help.
Now, poor girl is up crap creek with out a paddle. What am I to do? I can't just leave her there and be like, "Oh well, sorry about your luck, I hope it all works out and you find your way home." She's stranded for crying out loud...with a baby sleeping in the back seat of her car!
I called one of my co-workers and we went to a gas station and bought a gas can, filled it with 1 gallon of gas and got some cash for the girl so she could drive straight to the gas station to get enough gas to get home. Luckily, there was a kind, older gentleman who pumped the gas into the gas can for us...those things are fool proof and tricky!
We got the gas in her car, the car started after a few attempts and off she went. Appreciative and relieved.
The thing about all of this is, I feel so lucky. For one, I have a cel phone; so, Heaven forbid if I ever run out of gas, I can make phone calls for help. Second, and this is what makes me feel bad for her and extremely lucky for me, if I ran out of gas there are a ton, a ton, of people I could call that would come help me asap, in a new york minute.
I feel bad for this girl who doesn't have that.
Monday, December 21, 2009
The Joys of Aging!
I have some really horrible and terrible things to admit.
First, my eye-sight, sometimes, is a little tiny bit blurry. But, just a little! I know I need to go to the Dr. to have my eyes checked. I know that I get headaches because of straining my eyes; but, to go to the Dr. is to admit that my superior vision is diminishing! What the heck?! I am now kicking myself for all those times I ate McDonald's instead of carrots!
I used to be able to see things from a 40 foot distance that most could only see from a 20 foot distance. Superior eye sight, I had! I had the eye sight of a fighter pilot's daughter! Wait a minute, I am a fighter pilot's daughter! See, Dad, this is why I never became a pilot, I must have had some innate knowledge that my superior eye sight would quickly diminish once I turned 26 or 27. You see, after 25 everything slowly starts going down hill, folks. Your recovery time from drinking is longer, or so I hear. Your metabolism begins to slow. Brain cells start to die and you don't know everything like you did when you were a teenager. It's a long road, folks, but we've got to travel it!
I wish adults would have just been honest with us! When you're growing up, you hear about how your 20s are a time for fun; but, that in your 30s you are so much wiser and more secure and that the 30s are SO MUCH better than the 20s. When you're in your 20s, that's difficult to imagine. Especially when you surpass the age of 25 and slowly, you notice changes. Things like, colds kicking your butt and pulling muscles in your neck when twisting your ankle...yea, go figure! I wish adults would have said, "Enjoy your twenties kid, because everything starts to change once you hit 27!"
I am honestly kidding. I do notice differences, though, between 21 and 28...and thank God for that! Except for the whole eye sight diminishing, pulling neck muscles when I almost trip and fall, colds kicking my butt, etc, etc. I can't wait to see what the future holds...probably eye glasses!
Can ya tell I don't like change...which is ironic seeing as how I was a military brat and moved a lot during my childhood, something I didn't really ever mind. Hmmm...
First, my eye-sight, sometimes, is a little tiny bit blurry. But, just a little! I know I need to go to the Dr. to have my eyes checked. I know that I get headaches because of straining my eyes; but, to go to the Dr. is to admit that my superior vision is diminishing! What the heck?! I am now kicking myself for all those times I ate McDonald's instead of carrots!
I used to be able to see things from a 40 foot distance that most could only see from a 20 foot distance. Superior eye sight, I had! I had the eye sight of a fighter pilot's daughter! Wait a minute, I am a fighter pilot's daughter! See, Dad, this is why I never became a pilot, I must have had some innate knowledge that my superior eye sight would quickly diminish once I turned 26 or 27. You see, after 25 everything slowly starts going down hill, folks. Your recovery time from drinking is longer, or so I hear. Your metabolism begins to slow. Brain cells start to die and you don't know everything like you did when you were a teenager. It's a long road, folks, but we've got to travel it!
I wish adults would have just been honest with us! When you're growing up, you hear about how your 20s are a time for fun; but, that in your 30s you are so much wiser and more secure and that the 30s are SO MUCH better than the 20s. When you're in your 20s, that's difficult to imagine. Especially when you surpass the age of 25 and slowly, you notice changes. Things like, colds kicking your butt and pulling muscles in your neck when twisting your ankle...yea, go figure! I wish adults would have said, "Enjoy your twenties kid, because everything starts to change once you hit 27!"
I am honestly kidding. I do notice differences, though, between 21 and 28...and thank God for that! Except for the whole eye sight diminishing, pulling neck muscles when I almost trip and fall, colds kicking my butt, etc, etc. I can't wait to see what the future holds...probably eye glasses!
Can ya tell I don't like change...which is ironic seeing as how I was a military brat and moved a lot during my childhood, something I didn't really ever mind. Hmmm...
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Group Christmas Dinner Re-cap
Our Group Christmas dinner was at Jenn and Josh's house this year. We ate in their new dining room!
We had plenty, PLENTY of food! And, pay special attention to those mashed potatoes.
Did you see those mashed potatoes?
His real present was too big to wrap:
My own Mini Keurig one cup coffee maker of whatever flavor I choose! "Heaven, I'm in Heaven..."
Notice in the below next picture how Ben and/or Andy stocked up on their sodas...they didn't have a waitress to bring them re-fills so they came to the table prepared! Sounds like Ben and Andy (they tip their waitresses based on how well their drinks are re-filled) and in years passed, they have come to the table w/sodas stuffed in all of their pockets! With manners like ours, we're ready to dine with royalty, baby!
We had plenty, PLENTY of food! And, pay special attention to those mashed potatoes.Did you see those mashed potatoes?
Every year, I am in charge of bringing the mashed potatoes and every year I have made instant mashed potatoes. Well, this year, I wanted to surprise everyone and make REAL mashed potatoes! I am so proud of myself! I made them with out a hitch! No fires, no smoke-alarms...I only thought one time that there might be a fire when the boiling water over-flowed onto the stove (we have a gas stove now) and the flames under the pot grew exponentially! I was scared for just a second. Anyway, thanks to MUCH coaching from my Martha Stewart sis-in-law, Jo, my potatoes were GREAT! And, they're SO EASY to make! Who would've thought?! They were fluffy and creamy and got the seal of approval from the group! I cannot talk about my mashed potatoes with out mentioning my helper. Dave, my husband, who was actually very helpful, thank goodness for me!
We ate so much, too much, that we all got bloated bellies:
So, we decided that we must open presents before dessert!
I must mention, Ben took FOREVER opening his present! Jeez, he needs a little more practice! (Snicker, snicker, I drew Ben's name and I wrapped 3 fake presents, stuffing each one in the next and then wrapping it again and I used lots of tape...he usually covers our presents in duct tape though, so, this was just payback...thanks for the lovely idea, Paula! Hahaha)
His real present was too big to wrap:
No offense to anyone; but, I think I got the best present of the night:
My own Mini Keurig one cup coffee maker of whatever flavor I choose! "Heaven, I'm in Heaven..."To Paula, Michelle, Joe, Jason and Adrian...your presence surely was missed. There were only seven of us. It was a little, just a little, quieter! We love you. We miss you. Merry Christmas! Can't wait to see you guys next year! Hope you enjoyed the pics.
To everyone else, hope you enjoyed the pics, too!
Friday, December 18, 2009
Group Christmas Dinner
Tonight is a very special night. It's very special; but, it will also be a little bit sad.
Tonight is our annual "Group Christmas dinner." Every year my friends and I have a traditional Christmas dinner complete with turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, pumpkin muffins and so many pies that I'm sure we gain weight just by looking at them! In October, we usually do a Christmas name draw and buy a Christmas present for the lucky recipient we have chosen. Promptly after dinner and before pie consumption, we exchange gifts. Getting dinner on the table, eating and opening presents provides a lot of laughs and memories that we will joke about until the next annual Christmas dinner.
It is a great night. It is a fun night. There is a light heartedness. There is an excitement. There are laughs. There are shared memories. The year is reminisced. We share our "high" and "low" from the year. Like I said, it's special.
And guess what, folks????! At last year's group Christmas dinner something caught on fire and guess who had nothing to do with it??? That would be me! That's right, a dish towel caught on fire and I had absolutely nothing to do with it! I'm so happy I remembered that! See, everybody pulls Missyisms!
Anyway, the dinner will be a little bit sad tonight because in numbers, we have shrunk. There will be people who are missing. So, tonight, I want Michelle, Joe, Paula, Jason and Adrian to know the will be sorely missed, they will be talked about in reminiscing (all good, of course) and again, sorely, sorely missed.
Here's to the next time we can all be together!
Tonight is our annual "Group Christmas dinner." Every year my friends and I have a traditional Christmas dinner complete with turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, pumpkin muffins and so many pies that I'm sure we gain weight just by looking at them! In October, we usually do a Christmas name draw and buy a Christmas present for the lucky recipient we have chosen. Promptly after dinner and before pie consumption, we exchange gifts. Getting dinner on the table, eating and opening presents provides a lot of laughs and memories that we will joke about until the next annual Christmas dinner.
It is a great night. It is a fun night. There is a light heartedness. There is an excitement. There are laughs. There are shared memories. The year is reminisced. We share our "high" and "low" from the year. Like I said, it's special.
And guess what, folks????! At last year's group Christmas dinner something caught on fire and guess who had nothing to do with it??? That would be me! That's right, a dish towel caught on fire and I had absolutely nothing to do with it! I'm so happy I remembered that! See, everybody pulls Missyisms!
Anyway, the dinner will be a little bit sad tonight because in numbers, we have shrunk. There will be people who are missing. So, tonight, I want Michelle, Joe, Paula, Jason and Adrian to know the will be sorely missed, they will be talked about in reminiscing (all good, of course) and again, sorely, sorely missed.
Here's to the next time we can all be together!
Cute dog!
This is what Angel thinks about her stocking: "Poor me." *sad face*
This is what she thinks about getting a new one: "Really?" *cautionary excitement*
This is what she thinks about getting a new one: "Really?" *cautionary excitement*
Thursday, December 17, 2009
The Ugly Truth
I thought this was kind of funny:
About a month ago, Dave and I watched the movie, "The Ugly Truth," with Katherine Heigel and Gerard Butler. GERARD BUTLER...have you seen Gerard Butler?!?! Oh. My. Goodness. Gerard Butler is beautiful, B-E-A-utiful!
Dave enjoyed the movie and chuckled at the funny parts. I enjoyed the movie, too...enjoyed the fine specimen that is Gerard Butler!
The day after we rented "The Ugly Truth," Dave spent some time playing video games and I decided that this was the PERFECT opportunity for me to watch Gerard, I mean, the movie again!
I started the movie and was thoroughly enjoying Gerard Butler, er, I mean, the movie. In the middle of the movie, I decided that a small bowl of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream would make this experience even dreamier and what do you know, there was some in the freezer! OH! For shame! So, there I was, snuggled up on the couch, devouring chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream, savoring each yummy calorie all the while admiring this beautiful, beautiful man. It was like my own little personal Heaven. And that, folks, is my ugly truth!
About a month ago, Dave and I watched the movie, "The Ugly Truth," with Katherine Heigel and Gerard Butler. GERARD BUTLER...have you seen Gerard Butler?!?! Oh. My. Goodness. Gerard Butler is beautiful, B-E-A-utiful!
Dave enjoyed the movie and chuckled at the funny parts. I enjoyed the movie, too...enjoyed the fine specimen that is Gerard Butler!
The day after we rented "The Ugly Truth," Dave spent some time playing video games and I decided that this was the PERFECT opportunity for me to watch Gerard, I mean, the movie again!
I started the movie and was thoroughly enjoying Gerard Butler, er, I mean, the movie. In the middle of the movie, I decided that a small bowl of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream would make this experience even dreamier and what do you know, there was some in the freezer! OH! For shame! So, there I was, snuggled up on the couch, devouring chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream, savoring each yummy calorie all the while admiring this beautiful, beautiful man. It was like my own little personal Heaven. And that, folks, is my ugly truth!
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