We have a 22 pound turkey, a 12 pound ham, and Josh is making a lasagne. There will be all the fixings and pie for desert an already I am stuffed just thinking about it. The turkey will be done in the electric roaster and not in a paper bag like my mother insisted was the only way to cook a turkey. Remember that fiasco where my sister served bloody turkey because she swore that once the skin was brown the turkey was done. That will forever be known as the Thanksgivingof the salad. Salad was my contribution to the meal and that was all we ate. To this day, moist chicken gives me the heebie jeebies reminding me of oozing pink turkey.
We all know that one sock goes missing phenomenom. But can anyone explain how come I have 15 lids to serving dishes and two serving dishes that DON'T MATCH THE LIDS! I buy the lidded dishes in the local not Dollar Tree dollar store so that left overs can go in the fridge in their bowls. I have all of these lids but the bowls are AWOL. Even with the sons checking their rooms and all my searching, I haven't been able to find the bowls. I could see the lids going missing as with almost all of my containers but the bowls. So I bought 9 at the dollar store and I think I will find aplace to hide them until Christmas but knowing me, I'll forget that place.
I even bought additional silverware to use and heavy duty glass mugs for drinks. It's only the four of us and whoever else just shows up, so I consider us set.
But now the important decision.... do I want to go out for lunch today or eat in? Decisions, decisions, decisions.
Breathe breathe breathe, just one damned thing after another.
Monday, November 21, 2011
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Hannibal, Tepish, Schicklegruber
What I miss about not working at the library is the occasional intelligent conversation that could be had. All in all, people who work in a library really are everyday people with everyday conversations but sometimes you find that gem whose brains seems to be firing the same synopsis as yours. I had that with two people in all the years working there. People who could connect the dots and the two of you would laugh your pants off or just shake your head over something while others around you looked at you as if you had lost your mind.
And then.... duh!... I realised I've had it all along with my older son. For instance... he was watching a rerun of a newer Simpsons where Montgomery Burns has to write out his full name: Montgomer Hannibal Tepish Schicklegruber Burns. Josh comes running upstairs to tell me this and we are laughing our butts off. Now before you run a google the names, I'll save you the journey. Hannibal is Hannibal, Tepish is the last name of Vlad Tepish or Vlad the Impaler whom Bram Stoker fashioned his vampire Dracula after. Good old Vlad was so bad they couldn't even come up with a word for it. Not only did he impale people but he was known to nail mens' hats to their heads.
But Schicklegruber you say who in the heck is this Schicklegruber guy and howcome we've never heard of him. Oh you have heard of him but only in his other name. He changed if from Schicklegruber I suppose because Heil Shicklegruber doesn't have the same ring as Heil Hitler.
Yes, obscure useless bits of facts that few would appreciate.
Then there are the doozies of mis speech where we are told that electricity was invented and that in 1975 DNA wasn't discovered yet. Right. I learned about DNA in biology class in 1968 and electriucity could have been discovered or harnessed but not invented. And these are shows like Nat Geo or the History or the Discovery Channel. If the Simpson can get Schicklegrueber right why can't the other channels have some kind of proof readers or whatever you would call the people who would check for such inaccuracies?
The SImpsons.... go figure.
And then.... duh!... I realised I've had it all along with my older son. For instance... he was watching a rerun of a newer Simpsons where Montgomery Burns has to write out his full name: Montgomer Hannibal Tepish Schicklegruber Burns. Josh comes running upstairs to tell me this and we are laughing our butts off. Now before you run a google the names, I'll save you the journey. Hannibal is Hannibal, Tepish is the last name of Vlad Tepish or Vlad the Impaler whom Bram Stoker fashioned his vampire Dracula after. Good old Vlad was so bad they couldn't even come up with a word for it. Not only did he impale people but he was known to nail mens' hats to their heads.
But Schicklegruber you say who in the heck is this Schicklegruber guy and howcome we've never heard of him. Oh you have heard of him but only in his other name. He changed if from Schicklegruber I suppose because Heil Shicklegruber doesn't have the same ring as Heil Hitler.
Yes, obscure useless bits of facts that few would appreciate.
Then there are the doozies of mis speech where we are told that electricity was invented and that in 1975 DNA wasn't discovered yet. Right. I learned about DNA in biology class in 1968 and electriucity could have been discovered or harnessed but not invented. And these are shows like Nat Geo or the History or the Discovery Channel. If the Simpson can get Schicklegrueber right why can't the other channels have some kind of proof readers or whatever you would call the people who would check for such inaccuracies?
The SImpsons.... go figure.
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Huh? Wha!!
I was watching the National Geographic Channel on Saturday. First up was the hunt for the Boston Strangler where it was said that he was America's first serial killer. Date 1967. Huh? Wha? I watched it and left the channel on. Next up was Murder in the White City about H.H. Holmes who built a murder mansion and killed 27 people (at least) during the Columbian Exposition in Chicago in 1893. Huh? Wha! Does 27 people not make a serial killing? And then, and then came Jack the Ripper 1888. Yes JAck was in London HOWEVER according to the show, the reason he stopped killing in London was because he was a german sailor who shipped out to New York where he killed two women and maybe more. Huh? Wha?
So... the question is, how is Albert DiSalvo the Boston strangler America's FIRST serial killer? Only to have that disproved with the next show and the next. I'm not even talking about Ed Gein or Belle Guiness and all the others that came before them. I'm just talking one show after the other.
It't the same with the ghost shows. I can't begin to tell you how many houses are the MOST HAUNTED in America. Doesn't most mean most? Isn't anyone at the networks paying attention or do they think we are all idiots and we won't notice ? Well yooo hooo Nat Geo I NOTICED>
Whew. There. I feel better.
the husband and I got our subpoenas for the bank robbery we were witness, sort of, to. All I can testify is that I got the license number and I was the one who told the cops afterwards that the bad guys threw away money as they were running up the alley. Can't think of what more they cold ask so my testimony should be short. The husband however is another matter and I suspect that they will have a hard time reigning him in to tell what happened and not go back tot he beginning or the world and work his way forward. I am hoping that they will ask me why I followed the guys. I have that all figured out. I'll simply tell them that unless I was to throw myself out of the car as we went around a corner I was going along for the ride. I'm hoping for a chuckle at least. Yes, I will be a good girl and will answer without embellishing. December 8 at 9am which means the Beltway at rush hour....yuck.
It's been a year since we learned that we would be losing Rocco the Wonder Dog too early. Yes I have two dogs now, Charlie and Kali but they are not my Rocco or my Ollie. Charlie and Kali aren't big on hugs and cuddling and my arms feel so empty. Charlie was a cuddler until we got Kali and now she fills that void for him. I don't blame him or her, I just wish I had someone to cuddle.
I may be getting a job teaching crafts at a local senior center. I may have been guided by the winged things and the double digits to head toward that despite the fact that I have no confidence that I can do that job and do it well. I'm guessing the angels know better than me and so I will trust them, again.
We are innundated with Christmas already. It started before Halloween. I'm not ready for Christmas, I don't want Christmas. When I think of Christmas, I think of a dying dog and what I lost when he went. There is one positive point tho, I don't work in a place where the &@^ Christmas music is piped in constantly. That really could drive someone insane. And even with saying that, I am making polymer clay owls to go into the little bird cages from Michaels to hang on my tree along with chinese tassles and polymer clay covered ornaments. I bought those small birdcages so I suppose I should use them.
That's it for today. I'm wondering if I should try blogging more often or am I just opening myself up to defeat. I'll have to think hard about that one.
So... the question is, how is Albert DiSalvo the Boston strangler America's FIRST serial killer? Only to have that disproved with the next show and the next. I'm not even talking about Ed Gein or Belle Guiness and all the others that came before them. I'm just talking one show after the other.
It't the same with the ghost shows. I can't begin to tell you how many houses are the MOST HAUNTED in America. Doesn't most mean most? Isn't anyone at the networks paying attention or do they think we are all idiots and we won't notice ? Well yooo hooo Nat Geo I NOTICED>
Whew. There. I feel better.
the husband and I got our subpoenas for the bank robbery we were witness, sort of, to. All I can testify is that I got the license number and I was the one who told the cops afterwards that the bad guys threw away money as they were running up the alley. Can't think of what more they cold ask so my testimony should be short. The husband however is another matter and I suspect that they will have a hard time reigning him in to tell what happened and not go back tot he beginning or the world and work his way forward. I am hoping that they will ask me why I followed the guys. I have that all figured out. I'll simply tell them that unless I was to throw myself out of the car as we went around a corner I was going along for the ride. I'm hoping for a chuckle at least. Yes, I will be a good girl and will answer without embellishing. December 8 at 9am which means the Beltway at rush hour....yuck.
It's been a year since we learned that we would be losing Rocco the Wonder Dog too early. Yes I have two dogs now, Charlie and Kali but they are not my Rocco or my Ollie. Charlie and Kali aren't big on hugs and cuddling and my arms feel so empty. Charlie was a cuddler until we got Kali and now she fills that void for him. I don't blame him or her, I just wish I had someone to cuddle.
I may be getting a job teaching crafts at a local senior center. I may have been guided by the winged things and the double digits to head toward that despite the fact that I have no confidence that I can do that job and do it well. I'm guessing the angels know better than me and so I will trust them, again.
We are innundated with Christmas already. It started before Halloween. I'm not ready for Christmas, I don't want Christmas. When I think of Christmas, I think of a dying dog and what I lost when he went. There is one positive point tho, I don't work in a place where the &@^ Christmas music is piped in constantly. That really could drive someone insane. And even with saying that, I am making polymer clay owls to go into the little bird cages from Michaels to hang on my tree along with chinese tassles and polymer clay covered ornaments. I bought those small birdcages so I suppose I should use them.
That's it for today. I'm wondering if I should try blogging more often or am I just opening myself up to defeat. I'll have to think hard about that one.
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