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Wordless Wednesday: It’s Time To Play The Music

I saw the new Muppet Movie tonight.  It was good.  Not as good as the original, but still full of plenty of laughs, 80’s references and a whole lot of nostalgia.

Why are there so many songs about….

*maniacal laugh…maniacal laugh**

THE END

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Let The Decorating Commence

Decorating has commenced.  The tree is down from the attic and put together.  While standing on the ladder to the attic trying to decide which bag (or bags) had all the bits to the “big” tree this happened:

Me: Do you remember which bag has the big tree in it?

Hubby: You know what would be nice?

Me: What?

Hubby: Going to the store and buying another tree instead of wrestling one of those down.

The scary thing about this is that I was thinking something along those lines before he said it.  The even scarier thing – we did this one year.  We bought a really skinny, super cheap tree that was about three feet tall rather than wrestle the larger tree down from the attic.  Problem?  Solved.

Right now my arms itch from fluffing the limbs, the top of the tree is listing because I had to use tape to get the top and bottom piece to stay together, and the middle section of lights is out (it’s a pre-lighted tree).  I have no idea how a tree can break itself in the attic.  I blame the ancient aliens.

See you all tomorrow!

 

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A Chance Encounter

Pulling her coat closer around her Sarah looks left then right.  She scans the crowd for the red jacket she glimpsed out of the corner of her eye.  Her heart beats faster.  Stephen?  Here?

She’s tempted to shout his name.  Would he welcome the intrusion or recoil from her in disgust?

A light drizzle begins to fall from the gray, overcast sky.  The man in the red jacket turns and scans the crowd.  She puts her hand on the door of the shop and struggling tugs it open.

Stephen slowly turns and continues walking.  She breathes a sigh of relief.

photo of a rainy day

photo from http://thesavageworld.wordpress.com/2011/04/12/rainy-days/ If anyone knows the original artist, please let me know!

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Stream of Consciousness Sunday: Turkey Weekend Wrap Up

#SOCsunday
It’s turkey day weekend wrap up here on the blog.

Firstly, I’m amazed that I’ve made it this far in the NaBloPoMo self-challenge.  A couple of flubs, yes, but overall, I’ve done really well.  I’m patting myself on the back right now.

I had a great weekend.  I loved spending so much quality time with my husband and family.  I guess we needed it because we’ve certainly seemed happier and closer with the extra time spent together over the four day weekend.  I heard before that 10 hours a week is a good amount of time to devote to your spouse.  I can’t vouch for that.  But I know we both feel more rested – yea! sleeping in – and better about things after the weekend.

We still haven’t gotten up the Christmas decorations.  It’s on the list for tomorrow but will drag out into a week long effort I’m sure.  I managed to see quite a few movies this weekend including Hugo (a great fantasy adventure with a tender and touching story), Six String Samurai (crazy post-apocalyptic romp with child that screams instead of speaking for most of the movie), and X-Men 1st Class (better than the last few X-Men movies).  I like the movies, but I do enjoy doing a lot of other stuff too and can’t sit and watch marathons like the better half can without getting antsy.  If you know me, you know I don’t do sitting down and being still very well.  Even at a tender age, I had to be moving and doing something and forget nap time.  Sorry, parents of mine.  I know I must have been a handful.

Speaking of being a handful I just remembered the time we picked on our teacher at day care mercilessly.  Man, kids can be pretty darn mean.  I’ll have to write more about that later.

Also, had a couple of great trips to the coffee shop and some random drives around in the vain attempt to find some Christmas lights.  Probably a bit too early for that, eh?

Okay, that’s all for now.  Five minutes goes by darned quick!

See you tomorrow, readers.

This was my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…

  • Set a timer and write for 5 minutes only.
  • Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw.
  • Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if you want. But make it accessible.
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  • Link up your post below.
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Songs for Saturday

I visited the local arts and crafts show today in support of Small Business Saturday.  I checked off a few people on this year’s Christmas list.

But I missed out on this:

And pepper spray.  And police brutality.  And fights over a towel.

I used to work at a department store.  We didn’t have crazy Black Friday madness, but we did have day after Christmas madness.  Once my co-workers and I had to call an ambulance for a lady who was having trouble breathing.  She made us save her pile of goods before the medics took her away.  She was back within a couple of hours to pay for everything.

Happy shopping! Be safe everyone.

See you tomorrow.

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Happy Belated Thanksgiving

I arrived home at 11:50pm last night feeling awfully sick to my stomach.  Between the late hour and feeling nauseated something had to give.  Unfortunately, that something was my daily post.  Sorry, readers!

I meant to post early on Thanksgiving Day, but instead spent the morning watching the Macy’s Day parade.  (I had always wanted to go see it in person and was able to achieve that a few years back.  I loved New York SO MUCH!)

Then it was time to gather up the food and head off to the in-laws house.  I figured I’d leave the family’s at a reasonable time and I’d be able to post my tantalizing tidbit after I got back.

The best laid schemes o’ mice and men

Gang aft a-gley;

And leave us naught but grief and pain

For promised joy.

-Robert Burns

On the one hand, the plans going astray mean that I must have enjoyed being with the family.  On the other hand, I’ve now lost all NaBloPoMo bragging rights.

One of the most interesting parts of the day? Observing the family members and their quirks and quibbles.  For example:

Aunt Ree – A mystery to me; she insists on buying anything and everything her kids want.  She thinks her daughter is her best friend.  Her son is a shiftless, out of control teen without the ambition to get a job whom she had to force to go to community college.  She let him take off with her car instead of his after our dinner because his was out of gas and he had no money.  She then complained for quite a while that she wouldn’t have enough gas to get to work until she gets paid next week.  She constantly makes poor decisions and relies on others to “rescue” her from them.

Aunt Bear – The control freak.  Her life was fine and she seemed happy until her two kids, Twister and Flower, came along.  I know she loves them, but she smothers and controls them to within an inch of their lives!  She can’t let them just be kids.  They must be geniuses.  They must constantly need her and be watched by her and also be PERFECT.  Sometimes, I really just want to go up to her and say – “Hey, back off.  You’re not the boss of everything in the world!  Your kids will be fine without you telling them what to do constantly!”.  For the kids’ sake (and her husband’s) I hope she learns to lighten up one day.  And I can give a first hand account of the negative effects of parental expectations of perfection (maybe more on that later).

Just a few tidbits from a day full of food, football, and family.

Family.  I love you, quirks and all.

Enjoy your holiday weekend and I’ll see you tomorrow, dear readers!

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