I'm a Big Cluster F.....err Mess!

Tree decorated....check

Stockings made and taken to the Spruill Gallery....check (If you want one, I got 'em here....I have more that aren't listed too....some are what you see below)

Remember Little Jimmy (Elf on the Shelf)....check

Finish buying Christmas Gifts....big FAT FREAKIN' CHECK

Ok.....so part of it's done, but only PART. Thank God for the soothing sounds of Christmas music keepin' me momentarily sane. Yes, I said soothing. I love Christmas music. I'm sure I've mentioned it before. I sing it all year long, but it's way more now.

This weekend our friends Jay and Allison and their kids are coming into town to stay with us so we'll have a full house. I'm hoping to take the kids to the Lights of Life

(awesome drive through Christmas ligts type thing) Friday night. We'll leave the boys at home I suppose.

I also need to go to the DeKalb Farmer's market

this weekend to buy everything we need for the Christmas Eve dinner. After years of going to my parent's house on Christmas Eve, the tradition's gonna change this year. I'm a little sad (I'm a total sucker for tradition), but I'm also pretty excited. We get to cook fancy stuff! Most likely beef tenderloin, lobster and the most delicious garlic green beans EVER...and can't forget the potatos (without goat cheese....that shit was nasty). First though, I need to find a recipe I wanna use for the tenderloin....any suggestions?

After that, it's Christmas.....presents, mess, paper everywhere.....dinner with the man's parents (the man ain't happy with his dad right now so it should be AWESOME!).

I still haven't given J a wishlist either. Not that he EVER buys me anything on it though. Last year it was a dolphin patch for my jacket, an elk lighter, a pair of brass knuckles and a straight razor. It was pretty sweet, but really, that was one helluva gangster gift set for sure. He must've thought I had a hit list or something.

He tends to go to Hot Topic and buy everything there. After almost 15 years, you think he'd think outside the box a bit. There are so many things I love that he knows I love. I've even said "I WANT THAT!". Does he remember? NO! The list of things he wants on a daily basis is what consumes him (and believe me it's A LOT!) He never remembers anything I mention. Maybe this year will be my year. Psht.....right. I guess I shouldn't complain because he makes up for it in so many other ways, but it'd still be nice.

We're also having a party at our house after Christmas. It's gonna be our "Christmas Ain't Over Yet Bitches" party. It'll be a pot luck kinda thing where everybody brings a dish (hopefully), but I'll still do way too much I'm sure. I overdo just about everything. I already have three things to cook for it and I'm also gonna do some baking. I still gotta figure out what to bake.....eww...that reminds me...I need to do a rum cake THIS WEEKEND. Oh shit. The list gets bigger and bigger.......

Did I mention I LOVE CHRISTMAS???

All that junk aside, I really, really do. I think all the hustle and bustle just makes it awesomer. I love goin', goin', goin'. Sittin' is for sissies, and so is exercise.

Oops! I Did It Again!

I wrecked my car.....again. Just a fender bender this time. I was in that awesome after work bumper to bumper traffic on the highway. I sneezed....and I sneezed again and again and then a snot rocket flew outta my nose. As I go to wipe the hangin' snot outta my nose....BAM. I hit a car. What really sucked was when I hit the car my snot covered hand slid up and smeared on the lense of my glasses. Awesome. Just fuckin' awesome and to top it all off, I got another ticket. I get home and I'm all pissy and shit. Jeremy says "Why you so pissy?" Uh, HELLO? I just wrecked my stupid fuckin' car! He says, "you're not used to that by now?" Admittedly, I've had a few problems with bumpin' into cars and other things here and there, but dang....it ain't like it's ever my fault. Psht. Like this one time, the girl was in the backseat and needed a kleenex. I turned around to gave one to her. I hit a car. It was dead stopped at a red light. ...

In the Car

Everyday this week, I've had to bring the kids to work with me. Since they're completely terrified of me (psht), they've kept their little kid selves in line. On the way to work this morning, the girl taught the boy how to hand crochet. He was pretty hesitant at first, because "boys don't do that kinda crap"....that's until she told him of her grand plan to make 'em and sell 'em to the people I work with. The second money was involved, he was all in. In less than 10 minutes, he was well on his way to making his first hand crocheted scarf. It's amazing what can get accomplished in the hour and a half it takes to get to work. By the time we arrived, the boy had completed his very first scarf. All I can seem to get accomplished is drinking coffee..... Mmmm.....Starbucks. I totally thought I was over it. I was wrong. So, how is the girl's grand plan goin' you might be wondering. Uh yeah.....she's made $32 so far. As for the boy,...

What an Asshole

Awesome. That's what I am. So awesome that I'm featured on Cooking for Asshole's blog and I didn't have to pay him one penny. Not that he's anything special, but at least he recognizes me for all of my awesomeness....even though he totally talks shit about me and says something about me being Japanese just because I couldn't my panties on right one day...psht....what an asshole. Despite the fact that he's an asshole, he writes one of my favorite blogs . He thinks we're all stupid and suck ass at cookin '. He will berate you and belittle you and cook a pork roast at the same time. Be aware though....he cooks a bunch vegetarian hippie shit......claiming his wife's a vegetarian....I think meat just gives him the shits so he doesn't make a lot of it. If you're one of them beer drinkers, this Asshole thinks he's some sorta beer connoisseur (I say he's just a drunk). He drinks all kinds weird shit. I mean really, why not just sit do...

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