it's a grizzly bear with a salmon in its mouth...
yes, I know...everyone is going to want one now, but I'm sorry...that special place where she purchased this gem will have to stay a family secret...for now.
coming up...our outside decor
Precious, tender, heart-warming moments...
To kick things off...let's talk about Thanksgiving. The day after Thanksgiving actually.
We usually host Thanksgiving at our place and we've been to know to have as few as two and as many twenty-two for dinner. But this year, my WONDERFUL sister-in-law volunteered to host the family.
I didn't have to clean the bathroom.
I didn't have to cook a 24 pounder.
I didn't have to find new places to hide our dirty clothes.
We traveled down to my WONDERFUL sister & brother-in-law's, enjoyed a fabulous meal, played with our great nieces & nephews, took some bad photos (I hate that camera), kissed my WONDERFUL sister-in-law goodbye and got home around 10 p.m.
And then this morning...Black Friday appeared on the horizon...dum dum dum (dramatic music)
I don't do Black Friday. I think standing outside in the cold for hours, getting pressed against the fingerprint-smudged glass doors of the local discount store, and being pushed down by the woman behind me in the lime green stretch pants, only to be the number 17 in the line for 16 Chatty Cathy dolls is depressing. I have that kind of luck.
So like I said, I don't do Black Friday.
I ask Mark to go.
Yes, I have somehow convinced my WONDERFUL husband in the past, to go out in the wee hours of the morning into the middle of all that craziness...on his day off. His mission? To try and wrestle away from the clutches of those lime green stretch pant wearing women the bike, computer, or doll "our baby just had to have!" And he has said yes when I've asked him to go...in the past. Didn't happen this year.
This morning I had to go myself. But I decided that if I was meant to have that laptop (that laptop advertised at a frenzy-inducing price, the kind of price that by just seeing it in the newspaper it makes you feel faint) it would be still be there on the shelf of the local discount store at 8 am this morning.
Apparently that's not how it works on Black Friday. When I pulled into the parking lot, it looked like a deserted street in a ghost town. Deadly quiet...empty plastic shopping bags rolling around like tumble weeds...a slight humming noise coming from the neon store sign...the only person in the parking lot, a slightly dazed shopping cart guy, listlessly pushing a mile long line of carts back towards the store.
"Did they close the store?" I thought to myself. "No, there's the gal ringing the bell at the red kettle. They have to be open."
I walked inside and grabbed a cart (I didn't want to disturb the shopping cart guy, he seemed to get a little agitated the closer he got to the front door of the store). I started toward the electronics department when I noticed some thing out of the corner of my eye. Something was swinging. It was a rack of plastic hangers. As I watched them swinging slowly, I ventured closer to see if any evidence of what once was there was left. Then I saw it. An extra small green and gold Christmas sweater for $14.99 dangling off the end of one of the hangers (I checked the tag...you never know...)
I made my way to the electronics department and to my utter shock, the laptop I wanted was sold out. As I stood, looking from shelf to shelf, mouth wide open, a sales clerk suddenly appeared out of nowhere, as if an angel. As she walked by me, she said, "Honey, those things were gone in the first 4 minutes." And then as quickly as she had appeared, she was gone. (I later saw her at the snack bar)
So I slowly turned my cart around and headed toward the exit. Defeated, I thought, "Well, I guess I wasn't meant to have that laptop." I made my way through the store, got sidetracked in the yarn department, bought an Icee and headed home.
And as I told my family the story of shopping among the ruins, the sad tale of shopping cart guy, the account of the angelic sales clerk, and the ultimate loss of the new laptop, Taryn said, "Why don't you just go online?"
The laptop will be here Thursday.
These precious three...our nephews and their families
On the left, Mike and his children, Brooke & Ryan...Mike leaves for Kuwait in January and will be gone a year...please pray for him
On the right, Christian and Leigh and their baby girl Allison (aka Squirrel)...celebrating their first Thanksgiving together as a family
(and drove 9 hours to be with us)
And on the bottom, Walt and Keri and their children, Arraiol, Casen, Levi and baby girl Kale...I had to throw in the extra picture of them below...
all arms and legs and smiles...
to see Aunt Deb
how can you not be thankful for a face like that?
(well, not really ALL I'm gonna write...I'm just being dramatic)
I must be insane because I'm actually considering going out to a store on Friday...Black Friday.
(and why do they call it Black Friday? I mean I know it's an accounting term but can't we think of a better name? Like Danger Friday or FindMeIfYouCan Friday or Midnight Friday, something with a little suspense...)
There is a laptop for sale, and I've been saving my pennies in a giant pickle jar (really, it's true, in fact I'm gonna have to wash all that change before I take it to the store cause it still smells like vinegar in the jar) ok, where was I? Oh, the laptop...so this laptop is on sale and the sale only lasts until 11:00 a.m. Friday at our local discount Blue Box.
So I have to consider...just how badly to I want this thing? Am I willing to risk any of my body parts for $50 off? How do I feel about sneaker prints up and down my back for a free carry case? Or what if I get caught in one of those human tsunami waves that can happen around the front doors right before the store opens? Or worst of all...
do I want to get up that early on my day off?
lots to consider....maybe I'll send Mark
I've been cooking all afternoon and we aren't even eating here Thursday...I just can't seem to help myself.
The pilgrim salt and pepper shakers. The Peanuts gang eating toast and popcorn. The plopping noise the cranberry sauce makes when it slides out of the can. The stuffing, my oh my, the stuffing. It's all just a little too much...I'm feeling light-headed...
Going out to the grocery store last night to pick up some canned pumpkin and a whisk was even a little exciting...seeing all the other shoppers...watching the first-time Thanksgiving meal makers go from aisle to aisle in a trance-like state. One poor girl had a frozen 22 pounder in her cart...it looked like it could take down the Titanic. I passed her on a couple of aisles and it just seemed to get bigger and bigger. As did her look of panic...
I understand that panic...the thought of a half cooked turkey throws me into a cold shudder...
But by Thursday afternoon, my love for Thanksgiving and all its fixin's will begin to slowly fade into the sunset...and my heart will begin to flutter, thinking about Christmas.
I wonder if I can watch last year's Macy's parade on youtube?
We've gone without cable and network tv for almost two months now...just dvd's and the internet for news...and no one has run from house screaming yet...or been thrown into rehab.
Our dogs actually have their own Christmas lists...thanks to my crazy first born child. She claims they told her what they wanted when she took them for a walk last night.
As I type this, Mark, Kaitlin and Hayden are playing "Monopoly Electronic Banking Edition". Next they want to buy "Monopoly Skyscraper" where you actually get to build city skylines.
I want "Monopoly CleanMyHouse".
To kick off another attempt at daily blogging, and because my favorite holiday is this week, and because my children are all home and safe, and because I'm soooo ready for this very difficult year to be over (I'll leave it at that)...I'm having a Giveaway!
Truly, Thanksgiving is my absolute favorite holiday...I love our family coming together, the cooking, the baking, the Macy's parade, the Publix commercials (even though we don't watch television anymore, I still sneak on youtube to watch them). I even bought an inflatable turkey for the front yard a couple of years ago (Tom is in most of our family pictures on Thanksgiving).
And I love turkey. And stuffing. And green bean casserole. And pumpkin pie.
We could be here all day...
(1) $25 Winn Dixie gift card
Buy a turkey, a pumpkin pie, some Oreos...whatever makes your Thanksgiving meal special.
Here's what you need to do...leave a comment to the question below, just one comment per person please, (and if you leave a potty mouth comment a.k.a leave a comment that's inappropriate, it'll get deleted). And when time's up whatever the total is on my Winn Dixie grocery receipt, that's the number I'll pick--no wait, that won't work, I put my gum in that receipt--I'll just pick a number out of the hat...
and the question?
"is there anything unusual/unique you serve (or eat) for your Thanksgiving meal?"
Giveaway ends at 9:00 p.m. Eastern on Sunday, November 22, 2009
Our family has to have two kinds of cranberry sauce...grandma Dryer's and Ocean Spray's. And some of us like to put Ranch dressing on our turkey. Oh, and one year Mark and I gave everyone food poisoning with our dirt pig (we cooked a pig in the ground for 3 days...I don't suggest it)
He was a man's man, who stood around 6'4", and when he entered a room, you knew it.
He was a husband, a daddy, a son, a brother and a Papoo (that's grandpa).
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