Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Christmas was pretty interesting and weird this year to say the least. There is ALWAYS some sort of drama that goes on whenever my family gets together, it is inevitable. We are all so different. My mom has two siblings, my uncle John B. and my aunt Connie. John's family is all scattered around, so there's one excuse to not come to Spearfish, G & G's (Gramma & Grampa) house. The other excuse is my Gramma is very hard to take, I'll get into that one soon. It's really too bad, because they are all pretty fun to be around. John's family likes to have fun and do things, they are low key and low drama. Connie's family, I fondly call them the rednecks of the family, are the ones that live in town. Her oldest son, Troy is different from his siblings though, he has a good head on his shoulders, but his oldest child is a hellion! His siblings, Brett & Lisa are chalk full of dysfunction and drama. Brett is an alcoholic, and Lisa also likes to drink but is generally very loud and boisterous. Connie's clan tends to show up right when it's time to eat, doesn't help at all, they bring most of the chaos with them, and leave as soon as presents are open. Then there is my family. Yes, we are the more sensitive of the families, our feelings get hurt easily, but we are also the ones that show up early, help cook and set up, serve during the meal, and help clean up at the end. Last year, we had worked hard to set everything up, and we including my Grandparents had to sit at the "kids" table, while the rest got waited on by my mom and sat where ever they wanted without a care at all. This year, we were determined to make sure there was an actual "kids" table and my Grandparents spots were clearly marked. At first, this was met with raised eyebrows and snide comments, but it worked pretty well for the most part. The problem occurred as some adults consumed LOTS of alcohol, and the child voices began to rise. Gramma has no tolerance. She snapped several times. It was very hard to take, worse than most years. I looked around at all these people that are my family. Cousins that I don't see often at all. People that the only thing I have in common with is that we are family. As the kids grow older they are also getting louder, which is great. They are kids having fun. Why is Gramma still having these big get togethers when it is so obviously hard for her to handle. She has always been a stress case, but man it is really bad now. I want to have compassion for my Gramma, I really do. She has had a hard year. Bouts of sickness, dealing with Grampa's memory loss, surgery on her wrist, shingles on one arm that is still hurting her. I want to feel bad for her, but she uses all this as a way to gain attention and keep all focus on her. She has always been this way, now she just has more ammunition to work with. She is constantly yelling at my Grampa and calling him names whether he is joking around or can't hear something or forgets something. She behaves as if he is a huge burden that only she has to bare. It's so hard to take. No one can talk to her about it, she is always right. You also can not joke with her or tease her in any way shape or form. The last night I was there, my brother & his wife, Gramma & Grampa and myself were playing cards. We were laughing and having fun. Gramma was having fun too, telling a negative story that she has told about 5 times in the last week about someone who couldn't read her mind. I made a joke, not thinking cuz we were having fun, about her story. She blew up at me. It was horrible, hateful, and ugly what she yelled at me. We were all stunned. I tried to say that I was just joking and some other things but it didn't matter, she continued screaming at me. I then told her that she cannot talk to me that way and that she was hurting me. She yelled that she was my elder and could talk to me anyway she wanted to. I then stated that I was done talking to her. She then continued on with her negative story she started out with. We finished our card game in silence. I just started crying. I trying not to be noticed but I couldn't stop it. After the game, she moved away from me and wouldn't look at me. I really didn't know what to do next. It was time for me to go home. I was still crying. Part of me wanted to scream at her or storm out in some dramatic fashion. The other part of me was trying to figure out how to show mercy. This would have been a good time for a prayer. But I often forget to lean on God when things like this come up. God heard me anyway, and he took over for me. I was making the rounds giving everyone hugs good bye. Last came Gramma. I gave her a hug, she started crying and apologized. We talked quietly for a bit. It was good, but sad. I'm glad that God did that. It just makes me sad that this is how my Gramma is living her last years. And I'm not a good enough Christian to....I don't know.
So, long long rambling story short, this will be the last Christmas we all will have together under Gramma's house. It is time for a change. Not sure what that is going to look like at this time, but I know things will never be the same, and maybe that is a good thing. Isn't family strange? They may all be strangers and dysfunctional, but you love them anyway, right?
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
It happens all the time. I am driving around, at the store, at work, doing stuff at home, and I am blogging in my head. A lot of times, I think about actually sitting down to type out my story, but either I am just too tired, busy and can't stop, or I can't decide or remember which story I wanted to write about. I must have had 6 or 7 blog stories in my head this week, but now, I can't really think about what to write. So, I am going to be lame and post a couple pictures. I really can't wait to have two weeks off! I need to get some brain cells back. Couple more days. I will leave you with this tidbit: Digby is coming home with me for Christmas. Imagine if you will. 4 dogs + 6 cats, all in one small trailer house.:) Fa la la la la!!
Saturday, December 06, 2008
Thanksgiving dinner contributions- who brought what I ask you?
Sunday, November 23, 2008
I am flying out to Sioux Falls this Wed. to see one of my oldest and dearest friends!! Thank you for inviting me, and for not allowing me to spend the Turkey Day alone. Thank you also to all my friends for your thoughts, prayers, calls, and love. I love you all! This Thanksgiving I will be remembering all that I really do have to be thankful for. Thank you God, for reminding me.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Monday, November 10, 2008
This was E's brainchild here. He asked for my lipstick to draw the blood trickling down the pumpkin. He had a great time stabbing the poor pumpkin. Poor pumpkin.
We all went ice-skating for a school fundraiser, Bubba's school. So, it was old fogies and a ton of preteens. Ask Karen how hard the ice was:)
One of Karen's neighbor, Debbie, had a party one of the days I was in Virginia. It was a lot of fun. Debbie taught several people how to Salsa. I sat back and drank a few glasses of 4 buck chuck, yum!
Thursday, November 06, 2008
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Bigby is a foster dog hoping to learn how to be a good poochie for a good family to adopt him. But before that can happen, Bigby needs help. Bigby needs to learn dog manners when playing with other dogs. Bigby needs to learn trust in people. Bigby needs to learn how to be loved.
Chris is Bigby's new foster mom. This is something I have thought about doing for a long long time. Pretty much since I rescued Millie. Having Millie, and helping her get over a lot of pain in her little life has been so rewarding for me. I have learned that you don't give up, even when things get tough, and Millie was a challenge to say the least. But now, even with her few quirks she holds on to, she really is an amazing doggy! I want to do that for someone else, only I will be working out most of the bugs before his Forever Home gets him. This is my way of serving, of giving back. Giving back to a needy doggy, and hopefully to a deserving family who wants to open their heart to a special dog. Wish me luck, this won't easy, but I can hardly wait to get started!
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Sunday, September 21, 2008
I still need to put sealant on it, and scrap off some grout that is globby. I can't clean it for 2 weeks, but here it is. Next is painting the walls, then I have to redo the enamel on the tub, it's scraping off. So, I will wait until all that is done before I take anymore pics. Oh, and I also need a new window curtain, clearly. So, what do you think?
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Ok, I get terrified just thinking about the whole thing, which I think about quite a lot. Now that work has slowed down somewhat, I have more time to think. And more time to fight against the urge. I couple weeks ago, I saw a house for sale that was almost perfect. It is an old house, cute, lots of charm. It has a decent size front yard, big enough for my tables and chairs patio idea. The backyard could be bigger, but could fit a very small play area with tables all around it. Three nice rooms inside for tables etc. The kitchen would need a lot of work to turn it into a coffee place. The foundation is bad, but since I'm just dreaming, it doesn't matter. I talked to the owner, he was willing to rent it to me for cheaper than my mortgage, he said he would also work with me on the down payment. The house is already zoned as a business. So, my mind starts turning again. Of course I am MILES from being able to do anything. But I kept feeling this sense of terror! I DON'T WANT TO DO THIS BY MYSELF! I don't know how to start/run a business, why can't I let this drop?? I have always wanted a safe secure life..... Sigh. You'd think this would just die off, but not so far. Maybe I just like having a dream. Maybe I'm not suppose to do anything with this dream except dream. I don't know. I don't know.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Monday, August 25, 2008
Saturday, August 23, 2008
The top pic is of my favorite B-day gift! I used it for my trip to SD. It is so me, I love it! I went home for my Grampa's 92nd B-day. We had a big family reunion complete with Grandparents, Aunts & Uncles, Cousins, and second Cousins. It was quite eventful and loud! It was great to see so many people I don't see often at all. The next day, I met up with Karen, Mel, Suree, and Cher to hike Crow Peak. I included some scenery pics, but sadly I often forget to take pics of people! It was a great hike, and very pretty....and HOT! I did not take any pics from the night I spent in RC, which I could kick myself for. I brought the camera but it never came out, so I have nothing to document the time. It was very heart fulfilling for me to spend time with my very bestest of friends, however Carey was missed! I absolutely love being around people who truly love me for me, and I don't have to be anything else. Thanks everyone for a great trip to the BH's.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
I am adding to the recipes! I made two things tonight that were easy and heavenly! My two favorite things.
Recipe #1: Spunky Spareribs
5 to 6 lbs. spareribs
1 can (6oz) frozen orange juice, undiluted
2 tsp worcestershire sauce
1/2 tsp garlic powder
1. I put the spareribs in the crockpot and sprinkled all spice on it (Lawrys)
2. Combine juice, W-sauce, and garlic powder, the pour over and spread on ribs
3. Cook on slow all day
Recipe #2: Twice-Baked Potatoes
8 medium baking potatoes
1/4 stick margarine
1/2 tsp salt
1 can Fiesta Nacho Cheese Soup
1 tbs chopped dried chives
1. Bake potatoes until done. Cut potatoes in half lengthwise; scoop out insides leaving a thin shell. With mixer, whip potatoes with margarine and salt.
2. Gradually add soup and chives; beat until light and fluffy.
3. Spoon into shells. Sprinkle with paprika. Bake at 425 degrees for 15 minutes.
Saturday, August 09, 2008
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Always an adventure, no matter where we have gone so far, but today's shopping trip was something else. Generally we had a great girl time, and came home exhausted from power walking from store to store. I had been dying to go into this store call Steve & Berry's because that is a good place to get the Bitten Line from Sarah Jessica Parker, so in we went. Karen had been back in the dressing room for quite sometime, and came back empty handed. Then she saw some cute shorts. She wanted to try them on, but didn't want to go back to the dressing room because, as she put it, a really mean guy there. We ran to a few of those mean people during my trip so far, but that is a story for another time. So, she announces, I am just going to try them on here, be my look out! We were in a corner of the store, and not many people were over there at the time, so I'm thinkin, alright! We stood behind a jewelry tower that was pretty wide, and I stood at the side to block people from view. We also looked around for any visible cameras, didn't see any. Karen whips her own shorts off, and tried on the first pair. Worked like a charm. Then she tried on another pair of shorts, but this time a worker was in the area. He was folding things on the opposite side of the jewelry rack, but was a little distance away. So, I really needed to be on my guard. I positioned myself both to shield and so that I could move quickly if he started to come this direction. My mind was racing, I need to think of a snappy question to deter his attention if he moves this way. Then suddenly he turned, and advanced in our direction, I'm thinkin Yikes! What do I ask?! Then just as suddenly he turned back around. I turned to Karen, who had successfully gotten her shorts back on. Disaster overted!
In the car, on our way home, Karen told me that she was wearing thongs!