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Happy Turkey Day….

Here in the rust belt, up north, it’s a typical Thanksgiving Day – cold and starting to rain.

This is the husbands and I year to host. So I’ve been a cooking fool and the husband has been cleaning and assisting me in the kitchen. Yes, he cleans and is damn good at it.

One hour from now our home will host the husbands family.

A conversation with the husband this morning.

Me: Is it to early to drink

The Husband: No, it’s a holiday.

Me: Excellent! Drinking rules do not apply on holidays.

I rather be here.

Have a Happy Turkey Day.


Father’s Day

Father’s Day is just a strange day for me. I have no Father’s Day to really celebrate since I haven’t seen my biological father in over 15 years and my step-dad passed away some time ago.

In any event I am cutting up veggies for salad, making cheese cake to take over to my father-in-law’s for the annual Father’s Day Cook out.

The husband grills the steaks, his sister brings the sides, I make the salad and goodies. This is how I spend my Father’s Day.

Sometimes in life, events happens and the only way to resolve issues is with distance. I, to this day love my dad. I love when my father and I would watch “B” rated horror flicks, eat bad food and stay up till the wee early hours of the mornings on the weekends. This is when things were very good between us. These are the memories I hold on to while pushing the memories of drinking and betrayal to the farthest corners of my mind.

Dad’s where ever you may be “Happy Father’s Day”.

Now I can Breathe Again

I have started 3 different posts in the last week and found myself so mentally wasted that all I was writing was a bunch of gibberish nonsense.

Work is one big brain drain at the beginning of the month. Everyone wants this, wants that, expects you to magically know all things about them and then some. I’m sorry my crystal ball is not back from the shop (is what I think) so you staring at me with that glare in your eyes isn’t really helping. Needless to say things didn’t get back to normal until this past Friday.

We had election primaries here, which were somewhat interesting and frustrating. We will wait and see who is walking the walk and who is talking a bunch of political-speak that results in nothing. Only time will tell, but I’m leaning towards the political-speak that results in nothing.
Nothing good that is.

Oh, an yes, they did get their renewal just like I said they would. If you want to get something passed – I’m telling you – the fear factor is one good way of getting it passed. It worked like a charm. A little threat of security goes a long way. We will see what the next couple months bring, for I think things are going to get rather interesting and someone is going to have a lot of explaining to do when the money runs out again. I’m betting they will be coming to ask for just a little bit more next year.

The husband and I went out last night and purchased a new PC. We really wanted a Mac but the funds are just not there to make that happen. I was really hoping that the computer would hold out until this fall but that grinding noise that it is making makes me think death is around the corner.

The monster tower has all our music files, other musicians music files from recording so getting new PC and getting the monster tower in the shop feels like a win, win deal. Now if they would only call so we can go and pick it up.

Even though I am not a Mom – I don’t think fur children count – I wanted to wish all the mom’s out there a happy mothers day.

Tomorrow I will be heading to hang out with my mom. My mom is a low maintenance kinda woman. (wonder where I get that from) So she and I are going to just hang out. You know do girlie kind of things like gossip about family members, drink tea and eat bon-bons.

Family, Friends and Ghetto Trash

It has been a very long week which started last Friday and will not end until tonight. Work has sucked the life out of me but I am off till Wednesday. I intend to relish every single second of my time off.

Our weekends have been filled with dinning out, checking out a new winery, family obligations (Easter), birthday parties and ghetto neighbors.

Friday night was one of my closest girlfriend’s 40th birthday party. I was surprised she went for a party because she is really not that kind of girl – does not care to be the center of attention – that, my friends, is why she and I have been friends since she was 16 years old. Some how her significant other talked her into a party. At this party I made a new friend called Mojito. Now I have had Mojito’s in the past and they were “okay”, but her man makes the best freaking Mojito’s that I have ever tasted. The perfect blend of simple syrup to mint to liquor to soda and lime. There will have to be a Mojito’s party this summer – the guest of honor with be my friend Mojito.

Today is “little man’s” 1st birthday – it was actually April 15th but we are doing the big celebration today. “Little Man” is our Step-Grandmunchkin. The Husband was married once before – raised a stepson, hence why we are Step-Grandparents. It’s very humbling and an honor to be held in such high regard. Bring on “Elmo” – aka – baby crack.

The new winery is a a beautiful venue. However, the wine sucked. I have never had wine that gave me cotton mouth, cleared my sinuses, made me feel like I just did a shot of espresso, did not deliver in taste and what the heck was that aftertaste. Since the husband and I drink very different types of wine I expected his to have some legs and be full bodied but his wine was just thin and he had the same effects as mine did. The husband and I were very focused on what made this wine produce these effects. Oh well, we will not be going back.

For some not so enlightening news, the neighbors across the street are “Ghetto Trash”. For some strange reason they seem to think that is it okay to have girlie, cat fight, smack downs at 10:00 at night that seem to involve 15 plus people – that needed to play chicken in the street with the cars – while screaming trash ghetto speak at one another seeing who can ghetto speak the loudest – while a ghetto cat fight on the porch was taking place.

Yep, you know I called the police – I have no shame – I have zero tolerance left. I called it “training time” – it is time to train the new neighbors proper etiquette of living in this “neighbor- Hood”. Oddly enough it has been very silent all week, I can’t imagine why since these people have partied it up in 30 degree weather till 2:00 a.m. on most porch squatting nights. Dare I think – nah it is best not to go there and dream such dreams.

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