Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Thanksgiving 2014

Hmmmm.....let's see.....

Well, I think there are lots of things I am thankful for.....

  1. Jobs so that we have money for food and gas for the fireplace to keep the cat warm.
  2. Family.  Especially those who make me laugh and support us when we are down or just need somebody else on the team.
  3. The cats.  While Joe is hatin' on them this week, I love them.  They are my little buddies who, when they aren't barfing or driving me crazy, are just cool to hang out with.
  4. Joe.  Okay, so he's annoying too, but he's a good guy and he says funny stuff sometimes.
  5. The blog pallies.  No, seriously.  Through good and bad, you all constantly amaze me with the friendships I have made through this silly venue.  I've got a dear friend in St. Louis who looks out for my kid for me, another who just wrote me an entire travel log about Rome for the other kid, and all the others who send private messages that encourage me, make me think, or just crack me up.  YOU are why I don't ever quit blogging.  
  6. My friends.  I'm goofy. You're tolerant.  We laugh. It works.  I'm very thankful for you.
  7. Peace.
  8. Freedom. 
  9. Safety.  Nobody's burning up my town today.
  10. Modern conveniences.  
  11. and Love.   It's good to have love in your life.  No matter what kind it is.
Happy Thanksgiving to you all.  May you spend some time with those you want to be with on this holiday.  And take a minute to just breathe.

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Everybody's in the dog house

Uh oh.  The cats are in trouble.

Hobbes wants to go outside, but when you open the door, he balks when the cold hits his nose.  Then you have to shut the door....only to repeat this madness about 10 minutes later.  Sometimes he goes out....sometimes he doesn't.  It is pure insanity and it is driving us crazy.

Then there is Grace who is either really, really fussy about what cat food she will eat....or she just forgets what kind she likes....or if she is really hungry at all.  We open can after can, hoping that we pick a winner.   Joe thinks she's senile.

After a particularly trying weekend morning, Joe finally snapped and yelled "That's IT! I'm getting rid of these cats!" very dramatic-like.

"Oh yeah," I replied "lock them out of the house.  Or better yet, dump Grace over at the shelter---I'm sure somebody will adopt that bag of bones."  He made me crabby.

"I can't take it anymore," he's yelling, "They're a pain!"

"Hmmmmm....." I'm thinking.  "Really?  He who snores every single night, keeping me awake with snorty noises and shaky legs....."  Criminy. Like he's a dream to live with.

Tolerance.  It is what makes us a family.

Monday, November 24, 2014

It's our 2000th Post!

There really is only way to celebrate:

Friday, November 21, 2014


No, not us.  We haven't gotten any recordable snows yet...thank goodness.  But, oh wow---have you seen the shots from Buffalo?  Criminy. Those poor people.  They got a winter's worth of snow in one day!  Kill me if I lived there.

This is not my favorite time of year.  Too much pressure to get stuff done, buy presents, decorate and "Be happy, dammit."  Mix in work crud and other stuff---yikes.  With every Christmas tune played way before they ought to, I feel my throat constricting, my heart racing, my blood pressure rising. The snowflakes of life are a-fallin'. 

A co-worker that I actually like played a small trick on me the other day, not knowing that I'm a wee bit frazzled.  It wasn't a big prank or a particularly mean one, I was just feeling vulnerable when it happened.  Poor guy learned his lesson as I turned into a big ball of tears as he admitted to being the prankster.  A combination of relief and release--the tears flowed as he stood there apologizing to no end. 

He had no idea why the fuss over a silly prank.  It went deeper than he knew.   An explanation, a few hugs and a couple of kleenex later, I actually felt better.  I think the tears helped melt the snow that was heaped on my shoulders. 

I almost think that 8 feet of snow might be easier on some folks than the holidays and work stresses.  At least you can shovel that stuff far from your door. 

Wednesday, November 19, 2014


The fireplace is on, needless to say.

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

A little light reading

So, I'm in the bathroom and Joe insists on talking to me while I'm in there.  Yeah.....there is no peace for the mom...EVER.

Apparently he just received his high school alma mater newsletter and he was very excited to tell me all about what is going on there.   As I there....all I could think of was "who the hell cares?"  But he kept going.

He kept going on and on about this or that, who did what and what the latest fundraiser was....and then he slid it under the door for me to see.


He slid his high school alma mater newsletter under the bathroom door for me to read. 

I can't make this stuff up.

Monday, November 17, 2014

Today's forecast is....

It's always the news--the weather.  Is it going to snow?  Is it going to be cold today/tomorrow/this week?'s November.  It's cold.  It snows.  Sometimes it sticks, sometimes it doesn't. But it always summer.

Either way, we wear heavier coats this time of year and we still have to go to work.  Then we gripe about how cold it is outside or how hot the office is inside.  And how will traffic be with said cold or snow?  Criminy. 

Okay, maybe we are all still traumatized by last year's winter.  I know it feels like yesterday that it all melted, but can we please talk about something else?  And can we NOT name our weather monikers like: "Polar Vortex" or "Blizzard Fringe"?  It's all so silly. 

My in-laws used to go to Florida every winter. And they'd call and ask us "What's the weather like?"  Joe would go into detail telling them the temperatures and if it snowed during the week.  If I picked up the phone, I'd answer "It's Winter. In Chicago.  It's cold and snowy.  If it was anything else, it'd be called  'Florida'."    I don't answer the phone much anymore.  I think they are secretly happy for that.


So, yes. It will be cold this week.  Maybe a little bit of snow.  I don't know, I'm not lookin'.