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Tradition

Saturday night The Dawg and I went out to dinner, and were out later than usual. I had called my Mother (Grannie) to see if it would be okay with her if we were later than we had originally planned. She was fine with it, and wanted to know when to get the children in the bed. I told her the time I wanted them in bed, of course giving them ample time to get to sleep before we got in. :)

When we left for the evening our eldest was putting our Christmas tree together, and putting lights on. No problem. When we got home, much to my disappointment, I found that our tree had been fully decorated, and the kids were still up. WHAT???? I just stood there. There was some confusion, and some deception. My poor Mom was tricked!!! One of our children was overcome by an impish tendency and couldn't help himself. I had one bawling in remorse, and asking if I was angry. I responded that I wasn't angry at all, just disappointed. The tree is a tradition, and it's one that I want us to do together. I tried to love what they had done, but sat looking at it after they finally got to bed, and looked at Dawg and said "I can't do this. It's going to have to be redone". He grinned and said "Aaaahhhh, tomorrow we'll have them take all the decorations off, and we'll just sit and watch". We did just that!! Today they have been dying to redecorate. Nope!!! They must wait until the mood strikes me. Ha!

I did pull out some balls and fill them with sugar like Missy posted that she did in her kitchen. I had some old fabric I tore and used to hang them from the dining room light. Sort of a "rustic/country" look.

I'm getting in the mood for Christmas, but I wish it were snowing, and not 80 degrees. Mercy!!!

Ho! Ho! Ho!

I Think I can...

I talked to Ames yesterday about her exercise plan. I'm quite impressed. I've been toying with the idea of being intentional about kicking some poundage. I know this is one of the worst times of the year to re-start such a lofty thing, but a Body-builder I know says "If you won't start now, then you're not really ready". OUCH!!!

I know all Dieters say the same ole' "I'll start Monday" garbage. Well, I'm not a Dieter, and I AM planning on starting Monday, or whenever I am well. I don't have any lofty 1 hr. plan. Just 2 mi./day like Dr. OZ says to do.

Why Monday? I picked up Pink Eye somewhere. What the heck? I called my Dr. yesterday asking him to call me in a RX. He called me back last night asking for my symptoms and diagnosed me over the phone (I love that my Dr. will still do this, and even knows who I am when he calls. Very rare now). He asked what I usually take for Conjunctivitis. I said that I've only had it 2x and I've taken an Rx as a child, then used breast milk once. He guffawed! "Breast MILK???? Where did you come up with that, did it work, and how did you get it into your eye?" were his pressing questions. I told him I tried it while in a Homeopathic phase, my SIL was nursing a child at the time, and she expressed some into a cup. I took a dropper and put it in my eye. Yes, it worked. Dr. laughed and then very seriously said "Well, if it worked I have nothing to say". The Rx He sent seems to be working rapidly, so with a weekend of rest, and healthy eating, I hope to be ready to rock on Monday.

I think I can, I think I can, I think I can...

More Random Junk

Today as I went through my day I had more random thoughts. Enjoy!

I like to get as close to 0 miles to empty as I can. It drives husband crazy!

I need a cup of coffee in the morning before I have to deal with people, or I feel grumpy.

I love riding through town when it's dark. I can see inside homes.

I am an Eric Rudolph "fan". I hate what he did. I admire the fact that he evaded the FBI for 5 yrs in the mountains of NC.

I don't like the way the pro-life agenda executes it's position most of the time.

I don't know what I want for Christmas.

I am feeling this motivation to exercise coming on. OM Gosh!!! What is happening to me?

I would love to be fit.

I've had body image ''issues" all my life.

I have a pair of footies that Shan knit sitting here on my desk. Left by one of Ames gals. Good work Shan!!

I like my laundry to smell like clean clothes. Not this unscented product.

I love to ride alone and crank up the tunes. It makes me feel young.

My Everybodyfields CD is still in my player, and I don't get tired of it, at all.

I think my brother is the most clever cusser I know.

Bread, wine, and cheese are some of my favorites.

I love appetizers.

Over the past few years, when people meet me, I've discovered they often think I'm much different than what I truly am.

I've changed a good bit over the past 15 yrs.

I want a 4-door, soft shell Jeep (red or green), or a lime green, or red VW Bug convertible when my Expedition dies.

If I had a "day job" I would love to be a Detective. I love the look of the white cotton top, khaki pants, and a gun on the hip!!!!

I would also like to be a Judge.

I love fast card games.

I have an amazing MIL. She is so much fun, and we always end up belly laughing when we're together. A rare, and true blessing!

I love John Rosemond's thoughts on parenting. My brother says "He'll jack a kid up in a hot minute''.

I struggle not to see things in "all or nothing" terms.

I deeply desire to be real as a person, and real in my faith.

I never had a cavity, then neglected going to the dentist for MANY years. Last yr. I went and had 11!!! She divided my mouth into 4 quadrants and we took the next several months to fix the Cavity Creep.

I'm claustrophobic.

I don't like whining.

I love daisies.

I love the smell of leaves on the ground, burning wood, and those fat markers.

I "check my zipper" often.

I bought a new RED purse tonight. It's great.

I respect my Husband more than any man I know.

I don't respect others easily.

With a few exceptions, I had more guy friends growing up than girlfriends.

My neighbor thinks he's still a teenager. His criminal record says he's 38. He is cranking up his music in the evenings. I may go "Jack" him up.

I need 8 hrs. of sleep on average.

I love Friday nights.

I love romance.

I'm frugal.

I'm tired and off to Dreamland.

I've enjoyed this. I hope you do...

Random Stuff

Ames, Kids, and I met Marsha at the Grove Park Inn to see the gingerbread houses. Amazing!!!

I poured candles last week.

Middle child not only broke arm, but contracted Poison Ivy, then got stung by a Bee 2x yesterday.

When I feel stressed I cuss.

I tried the new Sierra Mist with cranberry today. Yummy!

Today I baked a Red Velvet Cake from a recipe that belonged to my grandmother.

I love my pharmacy. The lady that works in the store sounds like a Mount Pilot Fun Girl (Andy Griffith Show).

My tree still isn't up.

I would love to run away right now.

I have horrid PMS.

I haven't blogged in a long time.

I've had some strange interactions over the last week and I'm relationally tired.

Sometimes I just don't want to be kind.

When I was young I lacked discretion. At times I wish that was still a good reason.

God is so much bigger than I know.

My opinion won't change things.

I knit a washcloth in one sitting last night. Yahoo!!!

I'm fighting some bug.

I cleaned my linen closet last week. It was major!!! I hauled off 2 bags from just one shelf. Yikes!

I have plenty to clean out still.

I would love to sit in front of the TV one day, all day long, not sharing the remote.

I need to go wipe out my Christmas list.

I'm thrilled cool weather is here.

I'm feeling a "quiet phase" coming on.

If you're still reading this you must be bored out of your mind. :)