Thunder in December, and more weirdness

Yeah, I'm sitting here and I hear thunder and rain.  It's December 2nd, and we're under a tornado watch and there's thunder.  Huh.

I'm now into my third evening of watching reruns of Grey's Anatomy.  Right now, I'm in my 7th hour.  Why am I doing this?  Last night, I ended up sobbing when George's dad died.  Huh.

I don't think Charlie (my big fat white cat) has moved from our bed for three days.  Steven says he has, but I haven't seen it.  Huh.

Lotion makes me sweat.  Huh.

Avocado is awesome.  Pizza is awesome.  But, avocado on pizza isn't so awesome.  It was good, it just wasn't awesome.  I think the flavor got lost.  Please don't be mad at me Mr. Avocado.  I still love you best.  Huh.

Wasn't I just in Portugal?  Huh.

Why do men grow facial hair?  Vanity?  Laziness?  Huh.

When I was a kid, I was a door slammer.  The doors in my house aren't very good for that nowadays.  (with the exception of the front door)  That's probably a good thing.  Huh.

I can never find the right pillow.  Huh.

Have you seen the WalMart commercial where the little boy wishes for something for his dad from Santa?  It tugs at my heart strings when Dad gets snow in the middle of the desert.    I am NOT a fan of WalMart, and actually boycott them, but I do love that commercial.  Huh.

I think I'd be happy to wear a scarf every day for the rest of my life.  Huh.

Some blogs come together well, some don't.  I think this is a don't.  Huh.

Raindrops on Roses

I love going to the mountains.  We've been going there for a long time now.  We go to the same area of Western North Carolina, just outside Bryson City.  We normally rent a cabin named, "Eagles Nest Hideaway."  This time, it was booked, so we went to "Bear Rock Chalet."  (love the names!)

The best part about the mountains is the absolute quiet.  It's still up there.

It's a place where cell phones don't work.  There's no internet.


Entertainment for the day involves tree swings and tree forts and playing in leaves.

We sit in the hot tub and discuss our teen years, our present years, and our future years. 

We eat like it's going out of style:  Party Mix, Spinach Dip, PW burgers, Brie, Gouda, BACON, pizzas, Carne Asada, Pico, Little Debbie Snacks, Cold Beer, Vino Verde

Scrabble Games, The Sound of Music (me and Mary and Griff), and Dominoes for the boys.

Watching this little fella.

Just being together.

One Day

I refuse to think about Christmas until December.

I have one day left.

So, instead of thinking about Christmas and all that needs doing and buying, I am going to think about Dory.   She makes me giggle.

Happy November 29 and 30!!

Thanks

I figure I'm going to be a bit busy tomorrow.  So, I'm going to take a few minutes tonight to reflect on the things for which I'm thankful.  My first is a thanks to you, the reader, for continuing on with this post!

• I'll just start with the obvious, but never thanked enough---I am thankful for my children, my Steven, my brothers, my sisters in law, my nephews, my grandmother, my aunt and her family.  Even though we aren't together over the holidays, I always count you among my most special blessings.
• ROCKETT, BAILEY, MIKKI, DOMINO AND CHARLIE!  (Dog and 4 cats!)
• My bed.  Oh, I love my bed.
• Cream Cheese.  I am thankful for this food of the Gods.
• Jan.  My friend Jan introduced me to Pioneer Woman, my very first blog.  She also introduced me to NieNie.  These two blogs inspire me daily.
• Dusti.  Dusti helped me realize I could start a blog, enjoy writing it, and maybe someone would read.
• The "Next Blog" icon.  Many an evening, I have clicked on this icon, normally just breezing through blogs of which are nice, but they don't grab me.  BUT, through this icon I've found some very special people:  Maryellen, Angie and Sherri---you all enrich my life on a daily basis.
• Vino Verde. 
• Anjeanette.  She is my soul 'sister.'  I have worked along side her for 13 years and wouldn't know what to do without her.
• The Jacksons, the Morris', the Reaves', the Coultas', the Carusos. 
• Potatoes of any kind.
• Comments of any kind.

As we are all in the midst of a busy Thanksgiving Eve and holiday weekend, I just wanted to take the time to reflect on the many wonderful people in my life.  Thanks to each and every one of you for being in my life and allowing me to invade yours.  I send you love and blessings now and always.
Happy Thanksgiving 2009!

I'm not sure this is what the Pilgrims and the Indians had in mind...

Now granted, I wasn't in attendance at the very first Thanksgiving, but I'm thinking that more often than not, we're not portraying it properly in our artwork.  I think we have the right idea in taking time out from our busy lives to reflect on those things for which we're thankful.  I think it's the perfect time for us to remember those who are less fortunate and to do something for them. 

But, I've come across a few pictures tonight that leave me scratching my head just a bit.  Maybe I'm just living in a sheltered world, but some of these Thanksgiving images are boggling my mind.

For example, this lovely lady just doesn't look like a native American.  She looks like a porcelain doll.  And, did she mean to light that fire in her teepee?

Um, what is she doing here?  Is she showing the turkey a mirror?   And, why is the turkey wearing a bonnet?  Did I miss the bonnet wearing turkey tradition somewhere?  I do like the red shoes though.

Okay, this one looks a little bit more normal. Are those her brothers, or her beaus?  The turkey looks good, but I'm not so sure about the sides.  And, how little are their drinking glasses?  That would drive me bonkers.  I don't think she likes that one to her right.

Here's a bit more modern spin on the traditional Thanksgiving celebration.  I am enjoying the perfect family with Dad, daughter, son and Hot Mama.  If I tried to cook in that dress, apron and shoes (although the shoes, again, are HOT!) I'd break a leg!  Apparently, she made that great meal on the table from one pot on the stove.

I have no earthly idea.

Finally, we have the frilly children.   I'm not sure, but I think that little gal has been up to no good.

Let's Revisit Some Bad Fashion

1988 was not a good year for me, fashion-wise.  Example #1:

Example #2:  This must have been where my red phase began.  That's me, my acid washed jeans, my red Raybans, Jake, and my mom in all her red glory.

Example #3:  Sigh.

I'm really glad the 80's are long gone.

Friday Night Thoughts in a Unique Format...

My dear blogging friend, Angie, has inspired me to share my thoughts with all of you in a different manner than just the normal blogging post.  Tonight's thoughts will be brought to you via Haiku. 

Thanksgiving is near

I loathe shopping for the food

Too many shoppers

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My house is filthy
Tumbleweeds are everywhere
And my bed sheets stink

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Work can make me nuts
So many stupid problems
People are insane

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Steven is a champ
Soccer team won finale
Celebrate with beer

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Bacon is my fave
I could eat it all day long
Thank you Mister Pig

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Going to mountains
Spending time with friends up there
Planning to pig out

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Where did this month go?
I just turned back all my clocks
I now dread Christmas

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Four cats in the house
Three litter trays on the porch
The odor is foul

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Happy Friday Friends
I thank you for your comments
Keep em coming please!!!