Hey 2007! Dont let the door hit you on the way out!

Most kids, no ok, ALL kids count down to December 25th; Santa comes shimmying down the chimney, furnace pipe or what have you. I am counting down the days to January 1st; I cannot wait until the stroke of 12 on December 31st. Oh it cannot come soon enough!

Sorry for the mini-pity party here, but I decided to start a “screw 2007 club”. I actually have a few members already; all we do really is count down the days and try to forget the year that is almost completely behind us. What a downer this post is!

I will lighten it up for you…yep my tailbone still hurts! I have to get up and sit down like a pregnant lady would. It is sort of funny, but damn it is so NOT funny. We went to town today to do some “finish up” Christmas shopping (which we are still not done). I was walking around like a little old lady for a good part of the day. So I now know what I will look like when I am walking around when I am 85 and wrinkly.


So lift a big box of Heineken with me and toast the end of 2007!

YAY!

YAY, I am totally done the Christmas Party! Ok, well not completely done, now I have to make sure bills are paid and that kind of stuff. Other than that though I am done, and I am officially of the committee. Anyone want to celebrate with me?

Stairs are not for sliding!

My ass hurts; ok, so not my ass itself, my tailbone is what hurts. You know that when you crack or horribly bruise your tailbone, sitting, standing, lying down; it all insanely hurts!

I got up this morning around 9:00, and started to head down the stairs, I only made it to the first step, and then I rode on my tail bone all the way down the stairs. Where I laid for about 10 minutes screaming and crying, mostly from the shock at first; and then from the pain. You know what really sucked, I was home alone. No one to come running, no one to worry over me; well I had our dogs, they both ran to my side and looked at me with love in their eyes (well that is what I will say anyway).

I finally got myself up, still crying and immediately located a phone and called Oscar; because of course you need someone to feel sorry for you when things like this happen. Heaven knows he calls me when he hurts himself, and then makes me look at it every day for a month.

I then decided to do nothing all day, because to do anything hurt like hell. So I laid in bed for a good portion of the day, that hurt to but it still felt better. There is really nothing on TV on a Saturday; you really have to scour the guide to find anything worth watching. I watched a show about the Sphinx, and then I think I watched some How its Made, and then I watched some What Not to Wear, holy crap there are some nasty clothes in the world, and some moronic people who love to wear them. I love love love Stacy and Clinton, they are funny AND well dressed. Ok so there were some shows I like to watch on the old boob tube.

I wonder how I will feel in the next few days, very sore I am guessing.

I would love to have some extra sympathy if you have any to give…..

Congrats!

I would just like to put a little post on here cause I am so excited! One of my favorite little cousins (ok he's not so little really, but he's younger than me so it counts!) proposed to his long time girlfriend last night! We love her! I couldnt have picked him a better one I tell ya!

She went to Australia for a month with her sister just to tour around, and he went with her parents to pick the girls up at the airport lastnight. His original plan was to propose as soon as she got off the plane, but her flight was delayed something like two hours, so he waited until they all got back to her parents hotel room.

Oscar and I have known since last week so it has been killing me waiting! Yah!

K, you are a very lucky man, she has put up with your gooberness, and she is a sweety, and she will put up with your dweebyness for the rest of her life, God bless her.

25th Anniversary!

Today is my parents’ 25th wedding anniversary; it is a huge milestone these days. So I would like to take this time to tell my Mom and Dad to give themselves a big ole pat on the back. There ya go, that is your gift from me to you; Simple yet meaningful.

Now I am going to attempt to get my hands on a picture of my parents wedding to share with everyone. Oh you bet your boots it is an amazing picture; Mom with her fantabulous glasses that cover half of her face, you know those nice big ones that were the most amazing style back in the late 70’s early 80’s. She looks about 17 in the picture as well, but I guess it isn’t that far off her age, she was 20. Now we move on to my Dad, he makes the whole picture, it wouldn’t be what it is without his powder blue tux; you read that right, powder blue. If you need anymore help visualizing this, it is pretty much identical to Harry’s beautiful tux (Dumb and Dumber for those of you that need it spelt out).

So to celebrate this astonishing occasion, Oscar and I are making a lovely steak supper for Mom and Dad this evening, and then promptly kicking them out the door.

Happy 25th Anniversary Mom and Dad!

The yearly Christmas Party

So this past weekend we were in the big city for the "big" company Christmas party. I have to tell you, its quite a "to do". We have to get all dressed up, sit in the fancy shmancy ballroom at a big ritzy hotel, and eat the four course meal that is all delivered right to your spot. Who doesnt enjoy feeling like a royal for an evening; I know I like it.

The part that we have to endure though is our North Americal Vice President do a little speech, then we get to listen to the big kahuna do a little song and dance (not literally, although I think it would be funny). After that, we finally get to eat, Oscar and I ended up sitting at the same table as my boss (cause ya, its not like I dont see him enough as it is). His wife is a very funny and quirky kind of individual, and she was very hungry on Saturday evening. She ate her entire salad while we had to listen to the speechs, she then ate the salad from a vacant spot at the table, as well as a few buns; No big deal, I really dont care, the woman was hungry!

So finally the rest of us dive into our salads, and as I'm sure you all know, eating a fancy four course meal is a long drawn out process. So they finally bring us our soup, which was tasty but I didnt eat all of mine (and I think she - the bosses wife, was thinking I was crazy for not slurping the entire bowl down), then we get into the good stuff; turkey, mashed potatoes, veggies, stuffing, etc. I ate a slice of my turkey and all my mashed potatoes, and Oscar ate my second slice of turkey. We are all sitting just letting the meal settle, when she - the bosses wife, grabs her fork and says "oh your not eating your baby potatoes?" I said "....uh, no I'm full" so she proceeded to eat my little potatoes, and then my steamed carrots and I dont remember what else, oh I know she picked at my stuffing as well. I do believe she pretty much cleaned my plate off actually. I said go ahead, but it was kind of weird dont you think? I have met her many times before and think she is a nice person, but umm she was eating off my plate.

I just think it is wildly funny, in fact I think it was the highlight of my entire weekend. That and realizing that our dear friend Stacy that has moved away, but we got to see on the weekend....well I didnt, because we discovered that he is running for mayor. No not for real, but he might as well, it is his new name, "the mayor".

Now I am trying to tie up all the loose ends for the local company party that you have all read about, I cannot wait until this next weekend is over.

I feel so blaaaa

So I have been sick for over a week now, I love it. I love the fact that I have used up three full boxes of Kleenexes in 9 days. I also love that I get to cough and do the whole phlegm thing. Oscar gave this cold to me, and he is well on his way to recovery and I am still wallowing in the fun of little to no sleep and no appetite. Insert here that I love food.

I cannot function if I have a stuffy nose, I feel claustrophobic if even one nostril is full, or even if I have one little boogy in my nose on a normal day, I cant handle it. So I have been having fun going to bed at night, I get my nose almost clear enough to go to sleep; and then one nostril fills up. So for the rest of the night I find myself rolling from side to side just so that I can alternate nostrils (you know so that one side doesn't get to dry and the throat doesn't get really sore as well).

By 3:00 I have been waking up unable to breath; my husband lives with a permanently stuffy nose, because he is allergic to everything on the planet, so he is going through life without using his nose. I however do not know how to breath through my mouth, I have never let myself do it. I think I have a fear of inhaling something odd like a balled up Kleenex next to my head and dying in my sleep because of a snotty Kleenex.

I just wanted to share my misery with everyone, it makes me feel better.....only until the next stop on the Blow My Nose Highway.

How much are stocks in Kleenex?