Saturday, November 30, 2013

My Best Memory of Christmas

Quite a while back, I entered a contest about "Your best Christmas Memory". I put in mine, and even though I didn't win, it still holds as my best memory of Christmas ever because of what it taught me.

I was 15. You know the age... young, indestructible, full of life, only wants to hang with friends NOT family..... yeah, I was that kid. I remember a lot of calls for my Dad that fall about how his mother, my Granny as we called her, wasn't doing very well. I had overheard Mom and Dad talking about making a trip up north soon to visit with her because the family didn't think she'd make it till our yearly visit on Easter weekend. I wasn't really keeping up with it. I had a super cool boyfriend at the time and I was chit chatting with my best friend about what parties we were going to go to for the holiday. Then a week later, my parents dropped the news that we were going up north for Christmas.


Ugh! I was thinking... "Aw man! No boyfriend kisses under the mistletoe, no parties with my best friend, no tree, no home cooked meals, no opening gifts Christmas morning, nothing!!" I was pissed. (Did I mention I was a complete ass as a teenager??) So, as soon as school got out the Friday before Christmas break, we hit the road to drive the 500 miles up to my father's ancestral home. It was also cold that year, and there we were, total Florida teen plus Mom and Dad, stuck in a mini van on I-75 headed up to even colder northern regions.

So there I was, cold, alone, and sulking in the back seat of my parent's mini van. It wasn't the greatest trip. In an effort for my Mom to make me feel better about the trip, she asked me to make a mix tape (hey it was over 20 years ago!) of Christmas music for us to play on the van tape player. Yeah... I put in "Home For The Holidays" about 5 extra times on that joker. (see.... ass.) I was refusing to talk to my Mom and Dad. Every time they asked me what was wrong, I threw on my headphones to my walkman,(damn I'm telling my age!), and zoned out, ignoring them. In my own teenage way I was exacting revenge during a holiday that most people get closer on. As I sat there sulking in my own little world, hating that I wasn't home....

There it was!

My Dad had gotten into the left passing lane on I-75 somewhere up in Georgia. There was some shitty looking Chevy Chevette up ahead he was trying to go around. As we got closer, I noticed there was something weird about the Chevette, something attached to it and facing backwards. As we got closer, I made out an 8 point buck, mounted in a sort of show box, perched on the rear of the car. It has a red lightbulb nose, ornaments and tinsel on the antlers, and a Santa hat! The box was decorated with shiny garland and twinkly lights and when the driver tapped the brakes, the nose lit up!! I giggled to my self and wondered who would drive something like that? My Dad began to pass the car and that's when I saw. It was the man himself.... Santa Claus, or at least an unreasonable facsimile! Driving the shittiest Chevette I have ever seen with a jolly Rudolph head attached to the back, was a fat man in a Santa suit waving out his open car window wishing us a merry Christmas and safe travels! After we passed I had to ask myself if it was even real. My Mom and Dad were laughing and I joined in. Suddenly we were laughing and talking and everything was OK. That's when I knew.

I knew that no matter where we were, it would always be Christmas. I knew that there would always be people who carry on the spirit of the holiday's no matter where you were, Home, a Highway, a Hotel, anywhere. I knew that I was only hurting myself by resenting my parents for this trip. I learned that the people you love don't last forever, so you better love them right now. My Granny passed away the next November. It turned out that that WAS her last Christmas and it meant the world to her that all of her sons came to be with her for that holiday. I learned so much that holiday, and I did it without ribbons. I did it with out tags. I did it with out packages, boxes, or bags!

So there it is.... my best Christmas memory. I was with my family.
I've held on to that memory for the longest time.


AUGH!!! SHE'S 17!!!!!


I love you baby! Happy Birthday!

Wednesday, November 27, 2013


I am thankful for my family, no matter what our problems are. And I am extremely grateful for the folks who keep us safe and give up their holiday so we can spend ours together.

Thank you.

Monday, November 25, 2013

Friday, November 22, 2013


I've never been a huge fan of Legos. As a kid, my mother banned them along with playdough, paints, and modeling clay. (My mom wasn't big on any toys that could make her house messy.) As an adult who cleans up after folks, legos are still not popular with me. They hurt like a bitch when you step on them, and I have sucked up dozens in various vacuums. So yeah, Legos & I aren't really acquainted, but this?

This is just cute! 

Want one of your own?? Go here and start making one!

Here's to a week of not getting up early!

Thursday, November 21, 2013


There was a shooting, 1/4 of a mile from our house. 
1 block from Jr's old elementary school. 
Right along the route my 2 youngest take to their middle school.

This? Is the cops taking down a suspect.


I had already sent Eldest to school 20 minutes earlier but elected to keep Mo and Jr home. We locked ourselves inside the house, armed ourselves, and are now hunkered down with snacks & hot chocolate! 

2 victims were flown to hospitals and there isn't any updates on their conditions. I hope they're ok. The cops are still looking for anywhere from 2 to 5 suspects in the shooting. At least 5 to 7 schools are on lockdown along with every day care in the area.We will be snuggled in bed, watching cartoons & peeping out the windows. The drone of the Sheriff's chopper has been constant since 7am. HHH had already left for an interview, so when a news report said a Good Samaritan had tackled a suspect that had outrun a sheriff's deputy, I was worried it was him. It wasn't, thank goodness, but that's how HHH is. He'd have run that guy to ground.

So now we sit.... and wait.... Choppers circling, police searching.

Sunday, November 17, 2013

My "Other" Husband

Yup. My cat.

This was tonight. He got up on the bed & just made himself at home. He sat back, watched TV with us, and I swear if he had pants on that left paw would have been down them!

He also snores & farts.
He's a man in cat form!

Friday, November 15, 2013

And Suddenly My Day Isn't So Bad.

Are you following #SFBatkid on Twitter?


What is happening right now in San Francisco is amazing.

Suddenly, I feel a little lighter, and it's not because I lost some fluids out my tear ducts!

Tuesday, November 12, 2013



Things are getting bad. My colossal mistake at the Unicorn has been rolled into HHH being laid off from his job because his bosses invested all their money in a MLM scam and had to lay off all their employees. HHH hasn't been able to find another job yet. Compound that with having no car because it got repossessed and we are in a world of shit. 

And if I hadn't gotten fired, we wouldn't be in this position. I would have made enough on my own that we'd have been ok.

Now I feel even worse.

UPDATE: I forgot to mention that we are 2 weeks past due on our rent as well. Our landlord is understanding, but probably not THAT understanding. Sigh.... I really fucked up this time huh?

Oh Morning...

Why are you always so early??

Why can't you just be latte'?

Saturday, November 9, 2013


See that in the photo? That's our beloved kitty Fluffawuffagus. Last night I was in between him and HHH and they were competing in a snore off.

Nah, I don't need sleep!

Wednesday, November 6, 2013

You Tart!

I was experimenting with an apple tart recipe today. 

I had to chop & pre cook the apples.

Then I made a streusel topping.

Then It was baking time!

And voila'! Apple tarts. I tried them out on the family and after some feed back, I have a tweaked recipe that I'm gonna use on Thanksgiving and beyond!

I'm gonna have to make this again, but with a drizzle of rum flavored icing!! 

Friday, November 1, 2013

Happy Merry Don't You Even DARE!

OK, why do we have to have Christmas so early?


I want to enjoy my seasons. Granted, living in Florida there are maybe three seasons; Summer, 2 months of winter, and Rainy, but you want to enjoy them. In October I want to enjoy Halloween. In November I want to enjoy Thanksgiving. In December I want to enjoy Christmas. Is that too much to ask? Wall to Wall Mart started putting up Holiday decore' in the first of October. I've seen shopping centers & office parking lots putting up their Christmas light pole decorations.  

I can't deal with this.

I say we put our collective foot down and hit 'em where it hurts... in the bottom line! I refuse to buy any and all holiday stuff out of season. That means I'll buy my Halloween gear in October, my Thanksgiving food & decorations in November, and my Christmas items in December. I will not budge on this. 

¡Viva la RevoluciĆ³n compras navideƱas!