2006 – Going out without a bang

Yesterday the entire family went to the bank. We needed to deposit my first paycheck in six years, a little Christmas money, CT’s allowance and we also needed to get something notarized. Needless to say, we were there for a while.

We stood in line to deposit our money, got sent to the back of the bank to count CT’s copious amounts of coins and then sat down and waited to see a banker.

Once our number was called, all five of us crammed into a cube. About thirty seconds into our description of the document another banker came rushing over and said there was an emergency. The two ladies flew off and quickly shut an office door behind them.

As quickly as they left they came back and curtly told us it would be a few minutes.

In those few minutes the doors were locked, the bank was closed, and the police arrived. The bank had been robbed.

While we were there, a man pulled a gun on a teller who was standing less than 10 feet away from our entire family. Now that is some crazy shit.

My little Wii family

I have been totally against introducing any sort of video game into our household. I’m not sure where this distain of the vids stems from. Maybe it is that fact that my own husband stole from his mama’s pocket book to go play arcade games when he was in grade school. Or maybe it’s because I feel like the games will steal their small souls and never return them to me. I don’t know.

About two months ago we got a computer for the kids. On this computer we installed some amazing educational games from Ubuntu, which is ok by me.

After about a week Adam installed all the old arcade games on their computer (i.e. Frogger, Mario Brothers, Centipede, and others, lots and lots of others). This too seemed to be ok with me, however, there were rules: ONLY to be played on the weekends with Dad’s OK and none of mom’s help.

Now Christmas has come, gifts have been given and Adam received a combination gift from my mother and his…a Wii.

All I can say is, I FUCKING LOVE IT, maybe even more than Adam.

And here is how much, introducing…our new little Wii family.

I so got the better deal

I just spoke with my boss at the gym where I will be teaching swimming lessons after the first of the year.

The only reason I got the job at the gym was to get the free membership, which is a cost savings to us of almost $90 per month for me and my three kids.

Due to a new swim lesson schedule and my availability, I will be teaching one half-hour swimming lesson per week.

This is totally going to work out for me…just fine like!

The ready position

The holiday just isn’t complete without whipped cream shots.

Merry Christmas

May this day find you with peace in your heart, family at your side and a little bit of magic somewhere along the way.

Greedy kid quote of the season

Mom, I wish YOU celebrated Christmas and DAD celebrated Chanukah. That way, we could get presents for both!

Do I dare?

I have one oven, like many people do. That said, on BIG holidays when I am making a BIG meal I like to try to round it out by having different methods of preparations so everything doesn’t end up in the oven at the same time.

This Christmas I am making a meal I have made before. It is delicious and one that has now started to stick out in my mind as our traditional Christmas dinner.

The one thing I am getting hung up on is timing. We will be out of the house early in the morning and not come back until late in the afternoon, then my family will come over to celebrate in the evening. That means it all needs to be done and ready to go before we leave in the morning. So I am thinking of revising the scalloped potatoes and goat cheese recipe into a crock pot recipe instead of an oven recipe.

Why is this such rogue thinking you ask? Well, the crock pot happens to be the tool that I fail at. I know, who can’t make crock pot food? ME! Maybe I’m not using enough hot dogs or packaged onion soup or cream of mushroom. Almost anything I have tried to make gets dry or just tastes like I have thrown seven items in the pot haphazardly.

But this Christmas meal I may risk it all for the sake of time and space. How bad can it be?

O face for peace

Today is the day!
Participate, enjoy and think of world peace.
Thanks for the tip Erika.

13 = Lace

Adam and I are celebrating thirteen years of wedded bliss today. The traditional gift for the big 13 is lace.

Now I know you’re thinking that I could really pull out all the stops and buy something skimpy, slinky, lovely and lacey to put on tonight to seduce him and show him that even after three kids and thirteen years I’m still someth’n in the sack (purrrrrrrrrrrr), but no.Instead we decided to really hunker down and buy items that we really needed, like a big shiny bright red snow blower and a sleek, sexy black microwave.

That said I want you to know that even at two and a half KP is sticking up for his daddy. As we were walking through Old Navy today to pick up some last minute gifts, I stopped momentarily to brows through a rack. When I turn around I see KP with five pair of lacey under items and each one oh so delicately being placed in the cart all the while saying, “and we need this one, and this one, and this one!”

Adam, you would have been so proud.

I love you…Happy 13!

Do you know this samurai?