New Years Thoughts

I told the hubby I wasn’t going to post yet here I am. This makes 415 posts in two years. Amazing.

I don’t know about you, but I don’t think I’m ready for 2007. Maybe 2006 was just too great of a year. The joys of a new relationship. The anxieties of planning a wedding in what two weeks or so. The first six months of being married. The good days, the bad days, the so-so days. Days of stress and anxiety, days of joy and peace. Days when we discover at little more about each other. Overall, when I think of 2006 of I think of laughter, joy, and happiness.

I have held three different hotel positions this year. Boo-booed my car a couple of times. Chris boo-booed his car once. We moved. Twice.

Stability. That’s where we are at right now professionally and personally. Maybe 2007 will be a great year of laughing and loving and living. However, I can’t help but think of this quote: “Man can stand anything but a series of uneventful days.” I’m sure we’ll find some way to spice it up.

Here’s hoping your 2007 is great. Enjoy the last day of 2006!

Busy Day

What a day December 29, 2006 has been. Lets start off with football. Bowl games are being played and my Mizzou Tigers lost in the last minute to the Oregon Beavers. Denver has gotten another blizzard. It’s a go-Indy Jones will begin filming in 2007.

Micheal Jordan and his wife have filed for divorce after 17 years. Julia Roberts is pregnant again. President Ford’s private service was in California in today. His body will then go to DC for a service there and then on to Michigan where he will be buried.

Saddam was hung at dawn in Iraq today. Although I think the official date is December 30th. What with the International Date line and all.

So work is going swimmingly well. Drunks, drunks, and more drunks. I’ve got a wedding part in house that are snookered real good. I’ve got people calling me up and wanting to use employee discount cards for a walkin. Nope-ain’t doing that.

Well, I’ve got to go make some calls. Ciao!

Christmas Loot

So, I haven’t posted yet on the Christmas loot. Shame on me. Chris got me a couple of CDs, the DVD of Manchurian Candidate with Frank Sinatra and Angela Lansbery. Then there was a hand-held Kitchen Aid mixer with measuring spoons and cups, spatula and 9×13 pan. And he got me The Joy of Cooking. Browsing online it seems to me that most people grew up with this book in their kitchens and learn to cook with it.Me, I grew up with Better Homes and Garden red and white checked cookbook. It’s where I go for basic cake recipes-chocolate, butter, spice-and brownies and cookies. It has a fabulous guide in the back about substitutions. Joy is laid out differently, it has notes and guide-lines that I really like. I have a sister with three kids and I’m thinking perhaps this would work for her as she does not like to cook. After all, it has instructions on how to make a fried egg sandwich.

From Chris’ parents I got a nice Christmas decoration and a Fix It and Forget It Lightly cookbook. It’s full of crock pot recipes that are tailored around being heart healthy. We also got some moola and a DVD/VCR combo recorder. Sweet.

New Year’s is around the corner. I hope y’all have big plans. Ours, I think, includes cocktails, appetizer, probably pizza, and movies. As for New Year Resolutions I don’t have any. The same it always is-lose weight and get less in debt. Drink more water. The same thing 75% every other American is making.

Oh-the be less stressful resolution seems to have an easy solution. According to one study, a shrink found that for women just holding their hubby hand does the trick. I can think of a few other ways my hubby can help lower my stress, but this ain’t that type of blog.

The Sun Bowl broadcasts this afternoon with Oregon taking on Mizzou. Go Mizzou!

Well, I’m off to do whatever. Ciao!

Blues

I am really just having one of those “Don’t want anything to do with the world” days. Could be I awoke to the TV sounds from the living room, or the mess in the kitchen, or the dining room table piled high, or the scattered dirty laundry on the bedroom floor. Perhaps its because I didn’t get my way a couple of days ago and something I had my heart set on didn’t happen. Perhaps its because I really need to go to the library before I start having withdrawls. I’ve got one book I’m working on. It’s good, I’m just dragging my feet. After that book, I’m done. Nothing else to read.

I’m hurt and pissed and disappointed and mad and upset and I really don’t want to go to bed. Maybe laying on the couch with bonbons and a trashy romance novel and some soda would work. Or perhaps a hot candle-lit bath. But then I have to face the Mt. Fluffy Towels on the floor. Which I did not get washed today. What a dilemma I have.

I’m off to conquer my audit and get it done. Get a load of wash folded and another placed in the dryer. My man wants clean undies and tees and socks. At least he hasn’t asked when I would get the laundry done. I’d probably handed him the laundry soap. Such a mood I’m in!

Ciao!

President Ford Passed Away

The big news tonight on the news stations is that the 38th President, Gerald R Ford passed away today (December 26th). He is the only president not elected as either a president or VP. When Nixon’s VP resigned he asked long-time Congressman Ford to be his VP. Ford did and when Nixon resigned in 1974 Ford took the oath of office. He also gave Nixon a pardon clearing him of any wrong doing in the Watergate Scandal.

Former CBS president Frank Stanton passed away within a few days. In addition, a local meteorologist, Jim Giles, has passed away. And the godfather of funk, soul, rap has passed. James Brown was only 73.

Also this year a quick recap of those that have passed away: Steve Irwin, Ed Bradley, Wilson Pickett, Robert Altman, Betty Frieden, Don Knotts, and Mickey Spillane.

And in keeping with this dark post Saddam’s death sentence has been upheld. Law states that he will be executed in 30 days.

See y’all tomorrow. Ciao!

Christmases Past

Merry Christmas! Sitting here at work enjoying Christmas. Wish I was at home in bed. Seepy-Seepy as the hubby would say. Went to the in-laws today for their Christmas. Chris and I missed the big dinner but showed as they were starting to clean up and so got left overs. Real good leftovers.

The shin-dig was held at Chris’ Uncle Robert’s house. Robert and Darla just got married this fall. They have a nice house that I really liked. Spacious and comfortable. Lots of people present but yet it didn’t feel crowded. At Thanksgiving every one drew names and Darla got mine. She got me a gift basket with a couple of coffee mugs and herbal teas and a daily calendar. Chris got moola from his grandma. All in all we scored $65 dollars. Not a bad take. Tomorrow we’ll go over to Chris’ parents for our gifts and then over to visit with my folks. I’m hoping that we will rest well this morning. Besides, neither of us have to work tomorrow night so we can stay home and sleep tomorrow night.

We’ve got a couple of families in house tonight and Santa has made his visit. Santa wrapped some gifts and some were left unwrapped. Made me think about past Christmases. Mom telling us that one year they (Santa) got us radios and dad went to put the batteries in one. He didn’t check the volume and it was as loud as it could be. Mom said that they sat petrified for a few minutes sure that we would wake up. There was the year that we had a treasure hunt but I can’t recall what was at the end of the hunt. Perhaps Walkmans and perhaps it ended in the basement. We had new bikes-10 speed-under the tree once.

Perhaps there’s something to what the hubby has been saying here lately. When your a kid Christmas is great and when your a teen the thrill goes away. After that its just blah. Until you have someone you love dearly to give gifts too. This year I was excited about Christmas and having Chris open his gifts. I don’t think it was too much of a surprise. I live for the “Oh my God!” moments and didn’t get any this year. Next year, though.

Well, I hope Santa has delivered to your zip code and the kiddies are still snuggled up quiet and sleepy. Get some rest parents, tomorrow will be a long day. And for everyone out there, Merry Christmas!

Christmas

I doubt I’ll post tomorrow-so Merry Christmas. Today we head over to the in laws for some left overs and gifts. Should be loads of fun-I’d rather sleep. Then on Christmas Chris gets off at 600 am and I am off at 700 am. Open gifts, catch some sleep, go to my parents for left overs. Gee-no Christmas dinner that’s not left overs this year. It will be good though.

It’s back to work on Tuesday though and work till Saturday night. That way I’ve got three days off-including New Year’s Eve. Chris also has the Eve off so we’re going to party like its 2007. Hopefully without needing Tylenol the next day. Sorry for the short post the past couple of days.

Ciao!

Icky

My throat hurts! It feels so swollen right now. All I want is a spot of tea and my bed. I can’t decide: stress, Christmas blues, sinus drainage aggravating my tonsils, or the return of the crap that nearly put me in the hospital. Or maybe it’s tonsillitis or strep throat. Or maybe they are just swollen to cause me pain. Where’s the Vicodin?

Christmas is wrapped and under the tree. I didn’t get everything I wanted for Chris. Just not enough money. Hopefully, he’ll like what he got. One early present was a bust. But the blue jeans went over well. I can’t wait to see what he got me.

Went over to my mum’s after work this morning and found a couple pieces of interesting news. My grandma has been in the hospital for a couple of days. Needed a blood transfusion of a couple of pints as she was real weak and anmeic. Also, I used to live above my Aunt Charlotte in a house on Broadway. The roof burnt this past week causing mostly water damage but the upstairs apartment that was my place is totally gone. Apparently, my aunt managed to keep most things except for a piano, couch, and dining room table. Sobering thought of what might be if hadn’t come to Oklahoma.

I’m off y’all. Ciao!

Poor Me

Well, it was bound to happen. Happiness that cannot be contained within your self usually comes back to haunt you. When I got off this morning I was very happy to just be alive. Had a great breakfast with the hubby and my mom. Went and did a couple of errands. Slept well. But I just had to get up. I think we all need official “It ain’t worth getting out of bed” days for work. Cause even though work is just fine, I just don’t want to deal with anything else.

I have four siblings. I am the eldest followed by three sisters and a brother. Growing up, mom didn’t work and dad worked factory. Not a manager, not a supervisor, just a plain old factory worker. Somehow they made it work. Now, I didn’t have designer jeans on my butt or Nike’s on my feet. But Wal-Mart clothes worked just find. Wal-Mart and garage sales and church sales and resale/thrift stores. I’ve never shopped at the Gap or Abercomie and Finch (they don’t carry my size anyway).

As for groceries and suppers mom always found a way to make the money and the food stretch. And she did it by not letting anything go to waste. Instead of buying dad lunch meat she would get a big roast when they were on sale and dad would take roast beef sandwiches. Potatoes would get recooked for breakfast-mashed ones were shaped into patties and fried. Baked potatoes would be grated or scraped out or sliced and fried in butter. There is always ways to reuse food. And if you find too many left overs in the fridge we simply had left-over night. Mom didn’t cook, you assembled your plate from what was left over and nuked it. If you didn’t like what was out you ate PB&J.

We had tacos yesterday or day ‘fore yesterday. I was looking forward to a big plate of leftovers. I knew I had too much olives so I figured they would go in the spaghetti sauce. The tomatoes could be heated with garlic and onion and olive oil to make a little homemade sauce. This is just one possibility of what I could do with the left over taco fixings. Instead they are sitting on the counter because I didn’t get up and fix supper. All I could think was what a waste. Why do I cook when so many possibilities with the leftovers are taken away from me. I didn’t ask for a pizza (it was a nice thought and gesture) to be shoved into the fridge. Ah, the wondrous moments of marriage. Enough to make you want to crawl right back into bed.

Missed the Christmas party here at work tonight. When the alarm went off I just couldn’t move. Could be that my laying awake for a good half hour and listening to the hubby snore could attribute to that. Chris was upset that I didn’t get up this evening. I think we need some down time. Of course, I am at work and he’s off doing something so he has his down time. Of course, I’ve got the Christmas blues and just want to sleep. Life sucks sometimes.

Well, I’m going to take my downer attitude elsewhere. Ciao!

Christmas and Love

This is post no. 406. Amazing that I’ve had this much to say over the past couple of years. Tonight I’m posting in a very jazzy mood. First up on my Yahoo! Radio was Miles Davis and So What. Awesome music that just makes me want to find the hubby and slow dance in a smoky bar. After a couple of flips Yahoo! went to Coltrane and In a Sentimental Mood. Man can this get any better?

The new job is going wonderful. They think I’m fabulous. Nice turn of events from the last job.

Hadn’t done laundry in two weeks. Ran out of undies this morning. No socks for a while. Did five loads of laundry this afternoon. Sent Chris to the grocery store to get some stuff for tacos. *Don’t ever ask him where the Herdez salsa is located. Ever. Had a big plate of taco salad/nachos. Laundry got done, folded, and put away. (Mom would be so proud!). Generally, I had a fabulous day. Very low key, but I think these types of days are what makes life worth living.

So I’ve decided for whatever reason to read the Newbery Medal list of notable books. This list started in 1923 with Hendrik Willem von Loon’s History of Mankind. I was engrossed through this 600+ page book. Didn’t hit everything in world history but it hit the high points. Made me want to pick up some more history books. The one I’m working on now is Voyages of Doctor Doolittle by Hugh Lofting. And yes, it’s that Dr. Doolittle. The Eddie Murphey movie version is based very, very, very loosely on these books. The original setting was England in the 1700 or 1800’s. I got a good vibe just picking up the book that I was going to like it and so far it hasn’t disappointed me. Just FYI, I’m also working on 1001 Great Songs and You Remind Me of Me. Can’t pick just one, can I?

So Christmas is just around the corner and I’m not ready. Oh, I know what I’m going to get Chris. Christmas maybe a little lean around the Coffey household. That’s okay-as my hubby has been saying, This is Jesus’ birthday not ours. Yes, I want to be spoiled. I want to be the woman who gets a little box and inside is a car key then poking her head outside there’s a new Jaguar. (Make that a blue Cobalt-spec sheet is at home!). Or the diamond’s are forever lady. Keys to a vacation home in Key West will work.

I know that these things are not possibly now (and maybe never). That’s okay. What my thinking has evolved into the past couple of days is what is being spoiled to me and how do I get it. I’ve realizing how incredibly spoiled I am by having a wonderful husband that God gave me. Someone that loves me, my quirks, my personality, and my temper (when it flairs). That doesn’t mean he doesn’t make fun of me or offer suggestions. I have a man that loves me. I didn’t have that at this time last year. I have someone to laugh with, someone to cry on, someone to care about, someone that makes me want to be a bigger person. Someone that has shown me a lot about the Grace of God and enduring love.A few gifts under the tree would be nice, but in reality I don’t need it. I have his love every day of the year and that makes everyday Christmas.

Anyhoo-I’ve got some express checkouts to deliver. Y’all have a great day and weekend. Ciao!