Okay Tracy..this is for you!
You know how sometimes you think you have hit upon the perfect plan. You were faced with a dilemma, you roll it over and over in your head and THEN you hit on the solution!( "we can rebuild her"-ignore-i have the bionic woman on the brain for some reason) In your head you, twirl around,pat yourself on the back, and the crowd goes wild! and twirl around some more. Sit back, put your feet up ,nod and think...problem solved..i am a situational GENIUS! yeah..probably not..lol
So, when i decided to start dating, i had the old people meet dating site stuff going on,i had some facebook stuff going on- what i did not have was DATE TIME. I had four,count em four, date nights a month. Well, there was a bit of supply and demand problem..I KNOW!!!!! I WAS a little overwhelmed by that too! the older dating game is different-as i was finding out-anyway Inexplicably i was covered up in date requests. The logistics confused me..not hard to do. I remembered something someone said about a dating rotation but for the life of me I could not remember the details or who told me about it.
I finally asked my sister.
"Do you remember someone telling us about a dating rotation where people were rotated in and out. LIKE i know YOU didn't tell me about it but I think you were there when i heard about it. Do you remember who told us about that?"
MB gave me the perfect eyebrow arch and smirk and said, "Yes, I do."
"Well, who was it, i want to ask them for the details!"
Then I get the DELIGHTED smirk, " It was your step-daughter!!!!!"
"ohhhhh, ding dang it! I guess it would be way NOT OK to call and ask her for the details...."
" WAY NOT OK,Apes, way"
Fine! I tackled the problem myself. I had four days per month, if I decided if each two day period was divided into 3 date slots..that would give me 6 date slots per month-if i picked 6 people to date that would give them an every other weekend,every other weekend date slot..translating into a once a month date for 6 people..let go of the back of the bike seat Daddy-I am doing MATH!!
I needed to pick my top 6 people and slot them in...if for whatever reason-like you don't want to date a girl with a dating rotation-lol- or i just decided huh no-you were rotated out and someone else was rotated in. So i had a secondary list-mainly people that I didn't know when i made the first list. YAY! I KNOW-this may perfect sense to me in the moment. ( Am I guy sounding ..seriously am I?-it scares me)
So I embarked on the dating rotation and my great plan was fucking DISASTER! Why, because i am too damn old for it! IT was EXHAUSTING! I had to use 3 by 5 note cards to keep up with it. I kept getting confused about where I was going when. I lasted two months and shut the bitch down. I had several people who were a month out and I went on those dates cause they were already set up but I was like ,sorry dude..shutting the rotation down, I don't care if you are a prince..i am not the princess of dating.
I am not complaining ( woo hoo-how nice is it to be popular at 50-it is) I feel like i walked to the waters edge to find a treasure chest. I have picked up one or two precious stones and I am now sitting on the beach, drinking a beer and relaxing!
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Saturday, January 15, 2011
CANDY Nails and chatter
snow,spawn,work,can't get to work,snow spawn,work for WHATEVER reason-I got two weeks behind on my dang Deja Vu nail appointment-which for some insane reason causes me great muted panic! This has only happened one time before in the past year and it caused me to have to go to my boss, THE LEAVE OGRE, and say,"I am going to have to take an extra half hour at lunch today to get my nails done because if I don't, I think I may seriously shank myself." I think she had never heard the word "shank" before and it threw her off her leave policing game and she said ok!
I have been a nail biter since i got my first tooth sooooo I have never had pretty girl finger nails. My dad used to say, " Oh ,when i was growing up,we just put chicken shit on nail biters fingers and it cured them." Sweet, DAD, huhhh don't see any chicken shit around here! I tried that nasty tasting stuff you could buy at the drugstore..i learned to like it. I gave up and just lived with it..until last December(09)!
I was in my friend Sherry's office and she was talking and all I could see were her nails-cause I was pretty sure they weren't there the day before.
"Sherry! Your nails are beautiful! Did you have those before today?"
"No, chica! I got these yesterday...pink and white gel nails..go get some..aren't they pretty!"
So pretty I almost licked them..BUT i didn't..but they did look like candy....so pretty!
So two days later my dad said, what do you want for x-mas-I always say whatever and then they give me whatever. Instead last year what came out of my mouth was, " Dad, could you get me a gift certificate to Deja Vu nails for pink and white gel nails....?" He said, sure!
So gift certificate in hand , a year ago December I parked and approached the NAIL SALON. I had never been in one before and anyone who knows me knows-UNFAMILIAR situations cause me some STRESS.
But I put one foot in front of the other, go Apes, go Apes, and walked in.
OH MY HOLY SHIT..this is a whole different world and one, that a year later brings me great comfort. Women chattering away to people who may or may not understand them but talking all the same. The people who work there occasionally speaking in a language I don't understand to each other.. probably about how stupid we are. Once this year i overheard a silly girl talking on her cell phone -realized she was talking about someone i knew and it was JUICY-lol -laughed inside my head the rest of the day about that!
I get my pink and white fill-in every three weeks and it may be the prettiest thing I have ever done for myself-no lie. But i also sit for an hour across from Mr. Lee -who has never spoken to me and I have never spoken to him and I listen..to the chatter..girl chatter...and I relax.
And I NEVER bite my nails! ;)
I have been a nail biter since i got my first tooth sooooo I have never had pretty girl finger nails. My dad used to say, " Oh ,when i was growing up,we just put chicken shit on nail biters fingers and it cured them." Sweet, DAD, huhhh don't see any chicken shit around here! I tried that nasty tasting stuff you could buy at the drugstore..i learned to like it. I gave up and just lived with it..until last December(09)!
I was in my friend Sherry's office and she was talking and all I could see were her nails-cause I was pretty sure they weren't there the day before.
"Sherry! Your nails are beautiful! Did you have those before today?"
"No, chica! I got these yesterday...pink and white gel nails..go get some..aren't they pretty!"
So pretty I almost licked them..BUT i didn't..but they did look like candy....so pretty!
So two days later my dad said, what do you want for x-mas-I always say whatever and then they give me whatever. Instead last year what came out of my mouth was, " Dad, could you get me a gift certificate to Deja Vu nails for pink and white gel nails....?" He said, sure!
So gift certificate in hand , a year ago December I parked and approached the NAIL SALON. I had never been in one before and anyone who knows me knows-UNFAMILIAR situations cause me some STRESS.
But I put one foot in front of the other, go Apes, go Apes, and walked in.
OH MY HOLY SHIT..this is a whole different world and one, that a year later brings me great comfort. Women chattering away to people who may or may not understand them but talking all the same. The people who work there occasionally speaking in a language I don't understand to each other.. probably about how stupid we are. Once this year i overheard a silly girl talking on her cell phone -realized she was talking about someone i knew and it was JUICY-lol -laughed inside my head the rest of the day about that!
I get my pink and white fill-in every three weeks and it may be the prettiest thing I have ever done for myself-no lie. But i also sit for an hour across from Mr. Lee -who has never spoken to me and I have never spoken to him and I listen..to the chatter..girl chatter...and I relax.
And I NEVER bite my nails! ;)
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
WOO HOO moments and angels singing..
Yesterday, i spent a good 30 minutes, gazing out at the snow and having an internal discussion with myself about being "a well-rounded parent capable of sharing a multitude of fun,creative and educational experiences with your child" instead of just being,ummm, ME. So after taking my internal spanking, I got up and dragged myself to the living room where Spawn was relaxing and leisurely killing terrorists in warm snuggly comfort from the couch. I stood there looking at him,sighed and said," UH, Spawn, would you like to go sledding or for a nature walk in the snow?"
He looked up at me, briefly, and said..." UH, no."
And I think I heard angels singing!
I looked at his sweet,shiny face and asked, "How come?"
He looked at me, with less than love, :) and said, "Because it is too freakin cold and wet! Who wants to put on all those clothes, go outside, be cold and wet and come back in and take off all the wet clothes and be cold and wet until you get on dry, warm clothes. Pleeeze!"
OMG -I have raised a phucking GENIUS! I jumped on the couch beside him!
"That is SO TRUE,Son! I have said this for YEARS!!! Have you ever wanted to snow ski??????"
"No, MOM and could you please move and be quiet! This people don't kill themselves!"
"Me neither!!! I tried once and I slipped while holding on to the tow rope and knocked down 17 people behind me. They were pretty mad. It was a chain reaction kind of thing! Horrible experience!"
"MOM! Stop talking!"
" I am much more of a "by the lodge fire, DRINKING" kind of person! Or just screw the snow thing all together, on the beach, drinking!!!!"
"Mother, you are babbling, please go away!"
" K, let me know if you play poker or bake some cookies later!!!"
I love these special milestones on the parent train ride. Like the first time he looked at me and said ," I'm gonna use the potty." and " Mom, I'm too old to have my birthday party at Chuckie Cheese!" or my favorite lately, " Mom, please just drop me off, you don't have to come in!" angels singing.......
He looked up at me, briefly, and said..." UH, no."
And I think I heard angels singing!
I looked at his sweet,shiny face and asked, "How come?"
He looked at me, with less than love, :) and said, "Because it is too freakin cold and wet! Who wants to put on all those clothes, go outside, be cold and wet and come back in and take off all the wet clothes and be cold and wet until you get on dry, warm clothes. Pleeeze!"
OMG -I have raised a phucking GENIUS! I jumped on the couch beside him!
"That is SO TRUE,Son! I have said this for YEARS!!! Have you ever wanted to snow ski??????"
"No, MOM and could you please move and be quiet! This people don't kill themselves!"
"Me neither!!! I tried once and I slipped while holding on to the tow rope and knocked down 17 people behind me. They were pretty mad. It was a chain reaction kind of thing! Horrible experience!"
"MOM! Stop talking!"
" I am much more of a "by the lodge fire, DRINKING" kind of person! Or just screw the snow thing all together, on the beach, drinking!!!!"
"Mother, you are babbling, please go away!"
" K, let me know if you play poker or bake some cookies later!!!"
I love these special milestones on the parent train ride. Like the first time he looked at me and said ," I'm gonna use the potty." and " Mom, I'm too old to have my birthday party at Chuckie Cheese!" or my favorite lately, " Mom, please just drop me off, you don't have to come in!" angels singing.......
Thursday, January 6, 2011
skype sex and oatmeal! yummy!
spawn-taneous mommy chat
Me: "Oatmeal, instant breakfast or eggs?"
Spawn: " absolutely No skype sex, Mom and I mean it!"
Me: "WHAT?!"
Spawn: "you heard me! No skype sex! oatmeal."
Me:"So let me get the 13 year old BOY rules straight. No skype sex, no sexting, no phone sex, no dating, no hooker shoes,no clothes that make me look like i am 50 trying to 25 (no booty shorts,no sports bras,no short skirts,no low tops)......have I left ANY thing out from the last 6 months..tell me now-i am making a list."
Spawn: "NO more tats! No tanning bed. Act your age! No more calling me Spawn on fb or in your blog!"
Me: "Perhaps we should back up and you tell me what I can do-FOR THE SAKE of ARGUMENT" :)
Spawn: "MOM, you are like a crazy list maker-let's just check your list-this list on the counter."
Me: " ok but that is my home list. I have a work list,too and a long term/short term magic list and a car list...."
Spawn: "YOU HAVE A CAR LIST"
Me: "yes, but it just says clean out the car and wash it and I keep throwing it away when I clean out the car, so I have yet to wash it."
Spawn eye roll....what????
Spawn: " This home list is full of things that you can do! Go to the bank,do laundry, color hair....part hair in the middle...."
Me:" That's just a wild hair thought-hahahhaaha-i have always parted my hair on the side so i wanted to remind myself to try it in the middle..hahhahahahaha"
Spawn:" That is JUST STUPID! Ride exercise bike,,good! clean the upstairs bathrooms...dejunk guest room closet, clean garage...SEE this plenty for you to do."
Me: " Ha ha-you are funny ,baby!"
Spawn: "MOM!
Me: "SON!First of all, you have NO say over what i do or don't do and I have complete say over what you do or don't. So for now --total and complete SUCK-A-RAMA for you! Second, you have the mom you have and as we all know, that kind of makes you the kid you are. So-let's do this, I will try VERY hard not to embarrass you in front of your friends
(effort,effort,effort!) and I will try very hard to let you imagine I don't have friends" ;)
Spawn" "That makes no sense."
Me:"Exactly!"
Spawn: "What?"
Me:"Oatmeal ready."
Spawn: "k"
Me:" :)
We all come to parenting, whether with our own children or those we work with, from different places. Nothing has worked better for me than just being myself. I have a witty,smart,affectionate,articulate,silly child and I think I deserve that! And when he really pissing me off-i soooo see myself in that and i deserve that too! Cause didn't ya parents say....JUST WAIT til you have kids!.... whatever.... ;)
Me: "Oatmeal, instant breakfast or eggs?"
Spawn: " absolutely No skype sex, Mom and I mean it!"
Me: "WHAT?!"
Spawn: "you heard me! No skype sex! oatmeal."
Me:"So let me get the 13 year old BOY rules straight. No skype sex, no sexting, no phone sex, no dating, no hooker shoes,no clothes that make me look like i am 50 trying to 25 (no booty shorts,no sports bras,no short skirts,no low tops)......have I left ANY thing out from the last 6 months..tell me now-i am making a list."
Spawn: "NO more tats! No tanning bed. Act your age! No more calling me Spawn on fb or in your blog!"
Me: "Perhaps we should back up and you tell me what I can do-FOR THE SAKE of ARGUMENT" :)
Spawn: "MOM, you are like a crazy list maker-let's just check your list-this list on the counter."
Me: " ok but that is my home list. I have a work list,too and a long term/short term magic list and a car list...."
Spawn: "YOU HAVE A CAR LIST"
Me: "yes, but it just says clean out the car and wash it and I keep throwing it away when I clean out the car, so I have yet to wash it."
Spawn eye roll....what????
Spawn: " This home list is full of things that you can do! Go to the bank,do laundry, color hair....part hair in the middle...."
Me:" That's just a wild hair thought-hahahhaaha-i have always parted my hair on the side so i wanted to remind myself to try it in the middle..hahhahahahaha"
Spawn:" That is JUST STUPID! Ride exercise bike,,good! clean the upstairs bathrooms...dejunk guest room closet, clean garage...SEE this plenty for you to do."
Me: " Ha ha-you are funny ,baby!"
Spawn: "MOM!
Me: "SON!First of all, you have NO say over what i do or don't do and I have complete say over what you do or don't. So for now --total and complete SUCK-A-RAMA for you! Second, you have the mom you have and as we all know, that kind of makes you the kid you are. So-let's do this, I will try VERY hard not to embarrass you in front of your friends
(effort,effort,effort!) and I will try very hard to let you imagine I don't have friends" ;)
Spawn" "That makes no sense."
Me:"Exactly!"
Spawn: "What?"
Me:"Oatmeal ready."
Spawn: "k"
Me:" :)
We all come to parenting, whether with our own children or those we work with, from different places. Nothing has worked better for me than just being myself. I have a witty,smart,affectionate,articulate,silly child and I think I deserve that! And when he really pissing me off-i soooo see myself in that and i deserve that too! Cause didn't ya parents say....JUST WAIT til you have kids!.... whatever.... ;)
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
I have enough sausage, thanks....
I returned to work after a long holiday break to 463 e-mails and 33 calls to return. And I will get to all that eventually. More concerning was the stunning realization that people might actually be listening to what I say!
This is kind of scary because I often speak without thinking BUT only when I know I won't get in trouble for anything that might come out of my mouth. Which is to say, I NEVER really speak without thinking, it only appears to others that I do. This allows me to say whatever the hell I please, and then look quizzical, shrug and say, "what????" when I ruffle feathers! That's just one of my "fun games to play with people at work that don't know they are playing" games! I got a bunch of them!
Anyway before I left for the holidays, I was in a meeting and someone down the table said something about getting one of those "Hickory Farms" food gifts for x-mas and how they loved the jelly (?-whatever) but hated the summer sausage. I turned to the person beside me and said, " I love summer sausage." That's it! That's all I said!!! I don't even think that many people heard me.
Yesterday when I checked my box on the way to my office, I had all kinds of work related crap and two small Swiss Colony summer sausages. At first I thought they were a gift but they were unadorned and alone. I thought, well, that's odd, but luckily for me I LOVE summer sausage! When I got to my office, I found two other summer sausages in a non-gift bag on my desk and two in my chair! Later in the day i got 3 slim Jim cheese/summer sausage combo snacks ( stocking stuffers?????) in my box! This morning I had four summer sausages- different sizes and brand names in my box and TWO freakin mini FRUIT CAKES and some kind of a pecan log! ( I am POSITIVE I have never used the words "fruit cake" except when referring to another human being) I think my box is becoming a repository for all the holiday food no one else in this building wants! Now I'm starting to suspect all these phucking candy canes weren't festive gifts of appreciation but instead dropped off like babies in baskets on the doorstep of "the home for orphan holiday food", office B 252. I will have to find an adoptive home for them, cause i am not eating candy canes!
HEY-why is when I say important things NOBODY listens and when I express a simple food like, it rains summer sausages!!!!
I love pink shoes! I love cost of living raises! ...sigh...
and off topic, Am I the only person who goes to Wendy's for a plain potato and a side salad and comes back with a Baconator and fries? They seriously need to stop putting pictures on fast food drive-thru menus! I'm just saying...
This is kind of scary because I often speak without thinking BUT only when I know I won't get in trouble for anything that might come out of my mouth. Which is to say, I NEVER really speak without thinking, it only appears to others that I do. This allows me to say whatever the hell I please, and then look quizzical, shrug and say, "what????" when I ruffle feathers! That's just one of my "fun games to play with people at work that don't know they are playing" games! I got a bunch of them!
Anyway before I left for the holidays, I was in a meeting and someone down the table said something about getting one of those "Hickory Farms" food gifts for x-mas and how they loved the jelly (?-whatever) but hated the summer sausage. I turned to the person beside me and said, " I love summer sausage." That's it! That's all I said!!! I don't even think that many people heard me.
Yesterday when I checked my box on the way to my office, I had all kinds of work related crap and two small Swiss Colony summer sausages. At first I thought they were a gift but they were unadorned and alone. I thought, well, that's odd, but luckily for me I LOVE summer sausage! When I got to my office, I found two other summer sausages in a non-gift bag on my desk and two in my chair! Later in the day i got 3 slim Jim cheese/summer sausage combo snacks ( stocking stuffers?????) in my box! This morning I had four summer sausages- different sizes and brand names in my box and TWO freakin mini FRUIT CAKES and some kind of a pecan log! ( I am POSITIVE I have never used the words "fruit cake" except when referring to another human being) I think my box is becoming a repository for all the holiday food no one else in this building wants! Now I'm starting to suspect all these phucking candy canes weren't festive gifts of appreciation but instead dropped off like babies in baskets on the doorstep of "the home for orphan holiday food", office B 252. I will have to find an adoptive home for them, cause i am not eating candy canes!
HEY-why is when I say important things NOBODY listens and when I express a simple food like, it rains summer sausages!!!!
I love pink shoes! I love cost of living raises! ...sigh...
and off topic, Am I the only person who goes to Wendy's for a plain potato and a side salad and comes back with a Baconator and fries? They seriously need to stop putting pictures on fast food drive-thru menus! I'm just saying...
Saturday, January 1, 2011
stats and kisses!!!!!!
so, i had 870 views on my blog in December. I realize this not a wildfire but it's not a kitchen match either. And I totally appreciate you listening to my random-ness!
kisses!!!!
I thought i would start out January sharing a little about me by responding to some of the e-mails i got last month.
"you are one weird chick" -i know this,right! It is one of the things i like best about myself and Spawn likes to work that into at least one coversation per day!
"Are you ever worried about being struck down by god"-no
I used to worry about this when I was 16 and would sit in church on Sunday morning and replay, like porn. the night before, parking on some dark road,drinking malt duck and steaming up the windows! but then i got my schedule at the cafeteria changed to work lunch Sunday and that took care of that! Cause you can stand in a hair net and serve peas and have all the erotic thoughts you want...thunderbolt free! :)
"Are you serious?" nope- just about Spawn and work..the rest of it can float
"why do you blog?" submitted by spawn-because face book only allows me 249 characters and sometimes i have more than that to say AND i am going to turn 50 this year and i have vast knowledge to share and i live to annoy you...spawn found that WAY funny!...whatever, he has WAY too many every day questions, so since he isn't my friend on fb and doesn't read the blog..i am no longer responding here :)
"oatmeal-yes or no?"-YES if it has two scoops of ice cream,whipped cream,PE-CANS and someone else eats it! :)
"what's so great about the Smokey Mountains?" EVERYTHING! Best place ever..JACKSON COUNTY-CULLOWHEE/ Sylva/Cashiers/Cane Creek/East Laporte...i could go on forever!
"favorite color?" It was green like my eyes but now it's pink like my ....lol never mind! like my purse!
"what are you thinking?" i am thinking about how fucking great it is just to be thinking!-whether you are deeply thinking, over- thinking, thinking about nothing, sexy thinking, wishful thinking..spin around in a circle til you are dizzy, lay on the floor and think about MAGIC! kiss!
kisses!!!!
I thought i would start out January sharing a little about me by responding to some of the e-mails i got last month.
"you are one weird chick" -i know this,right! It is one of the things i like best about myself and Spawn likes to work that into at least one coversation per day!
"Are you ever worried about being struck down by god"-no
I used to worry about this when I was 16 and would sit in church on Sunday morning and replay, like porn. the night before, parking on some dark road,drinking malt duck and steaming up the windows! but then i got my schedule at the cafeteria changed to work lunch Sunday and that took care of that! Cause you can stand in a hair net and serve peas and have all the erotic thoughts you want...thunderbolt free! :)
"Are you serious?" nope- just about Spawn and work..the rest of it can float
"why do you blog?" submitted by spawn-because face book only allows me 249 characters and sometimes i have more than that to say AND i am going to turn 50 this year and i have vast knowledge to share and i live to annoy you...spawn found that WAY funny!...whatever, he has WAY too many every day questions, so since he isn't my friend on fb and doesn't read the blog..i am no longer responding here :)
"oatmeal-yes or no?"-YES if it has two scoops of ice cream,whipped cream,PE-CANS and someone else eats it! :)
"what's so great about the Smokey Mountains?" EVERYTHING! Best place ever..JACKSON COUNTY-CULLOWHEE/ Sylva/Cashiers/Cane Creek/East Laporte...i could go on forever!
"favorite color?" It was green like my eyes but now it's pink like my ....lol never mind! like my purse!
"what are you thinking?" i am thinking about how fucking great it is just to be thinking!-whether you are deeply thinking, over- thinking, thinking about nothing, sexy thinking, wishful thinking..spin around in a circle til you are dizzy, lay on the floor and think about MAGIC! kiss!
Here's to livermush and wise men!
WOO HOO! And that is not for the New Year, that is for the bacon, livermush,cheddar cheese sandwich I am about to have, even if it is on wheat bread!!! I don't really get the new year hoopla, i never have. I am a daily over-reflective person, so having to reflect back over an entire year would so overwhelm my brain, it would short-circuit. Plus it's not candy holiday, so there is no clear sugary goodness guidance for celebrating. It seems to be a drinking/ fireworks holiday but so is 4th of July but the two holidays appear to have nothing else in common. I don't really get 4th of July either, but i like hambugers and hotdogs! New Years doesn't even have that! I like drinking but I'm indifferent to fireworks, plus you can drink any day. I don't mind getting dressed up, but only if I'm not keeping the shit on for long. I don't mind going out, but only I'm not going to be out long. PLUS, parties,for me, without fail, always involve the stratgetic avoidance of the garden variety, "god, you are annoying" people to the seriously, "if you speak/sing/laugh one more time, i may have to kill you" people. Work, work,work and seriously not festive!
One bright spot! I have always thought of new years eve/day as the time i had to put all the sparkling,shiny x-mas shit back up...such a pain. But yesterday right when I was starting, Spawn,slunk sleepily downstairs,saw what i was doing and practically had a meltdown. NO LIE!
He yelled at me to "stop right there, Missy!" for a second I had to look around and make sure I wasn't caressing a naked cowboy in the living room in plain view of the child. He went on to tell me that we would not be taking down ANY of the WINTER decorations, not the tree, not the santa/snowman collection, not the silver snowflakes...none of it.
Having exhasted himself from the tirade he slumped on the couch and said we could put the stocking up as they were "lame ducks"! I started to ask him to explain that ,just for fun ,but i realized he would, so i didn't!
This was FINE with me, because except for laundry, that was all i had on my "to do "list. So the winter decorations are staying up and I have more time to catch up on season 3 of Trueblood.
But here is the cool thing. My friend Karen, who is a preacher, so she KNOWS this stuff, told me Spawn was actually right on to stop the dismantlement( i realize this may not be a word ).
She said,"The Pastor says: remember that Christmas isn't over until 12 days after Christmas which is Epiphany. Epiphany is on January 2nd. So...you're supposed to keep up the decorations until those wise men (oxymoron) come...or until you have an epiphany!!!"
So, since we know the "wise men" aren't coming-lol-I am keeping everything up until I have an epiphany! any day now... ;)
One bright spot! I have always thought of new years eve/day as the time i had to put all the sparkling,shiny x-mas shit back up...such a pain. But yesterday right when I was starting, Spawn,slunk sleepily downstairs,saw what i was doing and practically had a meltdown. NO LIE!
He yelled at me to "stop right there, Missy!" for a second I had to look around and make sure I wasn't caressing a naked cowboy in the living room in plain view of the child. He went on to tell me that we would not be taking down ANY of the WINTER decorations, not the tree, not the santa/snowman collection, not the silver snowflakes...none of it.
Having exhasted himself from the tirade he slumped on the couch and said we could put the stocking up as they were "lame ducks"! I started to ask him to explain that ,just for fun ,but i realized he would, so i didn't!
This was FINE with me, because except for laundry, that was all i had on my "to do "list. So the winter decorations are staying up and I have more time to catch up on season 3 of Trueblood.
But here is the cool thing. My friend Karen, who is a preacher, so she KNOWS this stuff, told me Spawn was actually right on to stop the dismantlement( i realize this may not be a word ).
She said,"The Pastor says: remember that Christmas isn't over until 12 days after Christmas which is Epiphany. Epiphany is on January 2nd. So...you're supposed to keep up the decorations until those wise men (oxymoron) come...or until you have an epiphany!!!"
So, since we know the "wise men" aren't coming-lol-I am keeping everything up until I have an epiphany! any day now... ;)
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