Friday, November 30, 2007

. . . Til the Cows Come Home


Oh, what a night.

It would have to go under one of the best birthday celebrations yet. We enjoyed great company, great shopping, fabulous food and lots and lots of laughs. Every so often, having one of these nights is food for the soul!

Happy Birthday Kim! I hope you had a great night!

Friday, November 23, 2007

Roasted

Oh my goodness, that hurts so bad. I can't believe I was so stupid. I think I'm going to need some ice. I don't think I'm going to be able to wear shoes, maybe flip flops, but no shoes.

A few days pass.

It still hurts. And it looks worse. Nice shades of purple and yellow. Maybe it's broken, someone says. Huh, I think to myself, maybe it is.

The next day.

The doctor declares, after an x-ray, that it's not broken. Relief passes over me.

3 weeks pass

Still hurts. Still hurts to wear shoes. Hurts when I bang it on anything. No purple colors anymore. The yellow is all gone. But it still hurts.

You ask what I did? You are not going to believe it. Like I said, it sounds so stupid.

I dropped a frozen roast on it.

See, I said it was stupid.

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Stuffed

Another piece of ham? How about some turkey? Can I have the skin? Are those brussel sprouts done? Did anyone make pearl onions - those are my favorite? Is there salsa sour cream in the potatoes? Where are the children? Is it time to eat? Who set the table? I don't have a fork. Is it time to eat? Boys, settle down. Can I have some skin? Don't snitch that. Is the turkey cut? Can you get a fork for the ham? Where's mom? Is it time to eat? Where's mom? Who's snoring? Is it granny? Where are the girls? Who went outside? Can you close the window, I'm cold! It's too hot in here. Where's mom?

What can I say, it's Thanksgiving Day at my house!!