Archive for November, 2007

Dreaming of a white Christmas…tree

Thursday, November 29th, 2007

So I got it stuck up my craw a few weeks ago of getting a white artificial Christmas tree this year. I saw a beautiful, heavily flocked tree at a local greenhouse and loved it. Of course, at over $400, it would never be mine. So, I scoured the internet and some local stores and found a passable substitute. It was tall enough, pretty enough and affordable enough. I had just purchased a beautiful 9 foot artificial green tree in October at Hobby Lobby. It will ensure we always have a tree that is tall enough and slim enough to fit in our on-the-small side room.

Even though the trees were 30% off in October, it still cost a nice chunk of change, so I had to go … thrifty… on the white tree. I decide on a brown and copper theme, bought some beautiful copper ribbon for the topper and, you know, a few new ornaments to fill it out (that grown you hear is Dennis, reading the part about a few ornaments).

I grew antsier and antsier to put that tree up. I had to see it. I persuaded Dennis to retrieve the revolving tree stand and the box labeled - Ornaments, Transparent and Copper from the attic. No stuff, no dinner - that kind of persuasion.

It went up on Sunday. It spins. It is pretty. The 9-footer goes up this weekend!

The tree being decorated:

The tree being decorated

The ornaments:

The ornaments

Thanksgiving

Thursday, November 22nd, 2007

Happy Thanksgiving everybody!

We were determined not to do Thanksgiving this year. Hours of prep, tired bones, and over too soon. Over course, that’s exactly what we did. My dad came out for a (quick) meal — I swear he has his coat on before he has finished his last bite.

It was strange setting the table for three. Mom’s corn bread stuffing was on the table, but she wasn’t at the table.

I have a feeling holidays won’t be the same any more.

Happy Thanksgiving. Please give thanks for the ones you love.

I Remember Mama

Wednesday, November 21st, 2007

Click the image below to see the slideshow (you may be required to install a small video player).

Oh, and turn up your speakers.

Remember Mama

Are you kiddin’ me?

Monday, November 19th, 2007

I can think of no reason for radio stations to begin playing Christmas music 24/7 before Thanksgiving. Personally, I don’t think it’s necessary before December 15th.

I’m at a point in my life that I don’t need time to rush by any faster than it already does.

Just sayin’…..

Wonderful, considerate advice via email

Monday, November 19th, 2007

I’ve been a little busy in the last week or so and hadn’t taken time to go through my email. So I thought I’d take 5 minutes to tidy up my inbox last night. Ha!

Message to Ethel, Bobbie, Adam, Lupe, Chepe, Eden, et. al. I am a female. I do not have a penis. Please stop offering to make my manhood grow.

Thank you.

That is all.

A dog’s life

Thursday, November 8th, 2007

You may remember the distraction we had last spring around here. See post here or take a quick look below:

The Boys

A cute snuggly puppy (and his brother!) who sat on my lap and let me cuddle him.

That was six months and 45 pounds ago.

He’s a very sweet boy, but he is a big ol’ puppy who doesn’t know his own size & strength. He loves playing tug o’ war with his brothers and loves digging. In. the. mud. See below. Take a good look at those front feet.

Guilty!

Here, let me help you!
The Feet

Here’s the evidence of his extreme puppyosity:
The evidence

Although he doesn’t sit in my lap anymore, he still lets me cuddle him — when he’s done with all the playing that must be done on any given day.

The Face

We interupt this blog….

Wednesday, November 7th, 2007

We’ve been away for a while, as you can clearly see. It’s not that things have not been happening, it’s that too much has been happening.

On September 24, 2007, my mother passed away. She was a great lady who always had a kind word and a smile for everyone. She battled Parkinson’s disease for many years. At the end, the combination of the disease and the medications to treat the symptoms of the disease took their toll.

Mom

I was lucky enough to be able to sit at her bedside for the last six days. She waited until she was alone to pass, which is exactly like her!

Posting will recommence.