The End.

No, not of the blog silly. Do you think I can keep my mouth shut? Uh, no! Nope, the end of NaBloPoMo. Phew.

I enjoyed it. I found myself saying things I normally would have kept inside, because, well, I had to have something to say! Yes, I did cheat a few times (3 surveys and a whole picture post) but for the most part I spent every day talking with you all.

Now my goal for next month is to be a better commenter. So I need to ask you all a favor. I have a google reader account that I keep all my blogs listed on. If you are reading me, please post your blog in my comments so that I can make sure I have you listed on my blogroll. I’ve noticed here and there comments from people that I have never “met”, and I want to make sure that I am faithfully following your blogs, as you are mine.

So…all you lurkers, show yourselves!! I want to thank you for taking this journey with me, and I want to follow yours.

(PS, my dear Anon CV fan…maybe you want to come out of the closet too??)

Hmmmmm

It is November 29th and I have to say that honestly for the first time since NaBloPoMo started, I’m at a loss of what to write. Yes, sometimes it has only been a survey, but at least I had the survey in my back pocket in case of writers block.

Today, nuffin.

So…I’ve decided to share with you a few pictures of my favorite place on earth.














A recap of our day after Wednesday

I tell you what, for the most part, my friends are wonderful. I only got a couple of texts wishing me a Happy Thanksgiving. Most of the texts or calls I got were to wish me a Happy Thursday or Happy Day after Wednesday!

My boss spent 20 minutes yelling at me that I would not come join his family for Thanksgiving. Nope.
Why.
Not thankful enough.
Just come eat free food then.
Nope.
Why.
I’m boycotting all related items today.
Fine, then I am feeling a little grr at you right now.
Okay.

So I left work and went home to pick Jenn up and we headed to……

Ruby Tuesdays!!!

Mmmmmm salad… (Kim, please note the addition of sunflower seeds just for you)

And…because we felt like it and because they tasted darn good…
mmmmm Margaritas!!!

The three flavors are Strawberry, Regular and oh so appropriately Blue!!

After dinner we headed to KMart to look at their selection of Christmas lawn decor. I really wanted to add a hannahunt (you might know that as an elephant…my cousin Kevin used to call them hannahunts and that has stuck in my head), and holy crap, they had one! But…it was $79.00 and I’d much rather wait until after Christmas and get it on super sale!! So…there will be a bare spot on our lawn until 12/26.

We did however find lots of other good deals…a great gift for Avery that was half off….and um, can’t think of what else we bought?? Hmm, I blame the margaritas!

Then we headed to the gas station to get gas, and SLUSHIES!!! And headed home for a Dr. Mario tournament…which I won.

All in all we had an absolutley wonderful day after Wednesday. I hope all of yours were wonderful, or as good as they could have been, or how ever you wanted them to be!!

love and hugs!

What I am thankful for.

For those of you who don’t have the pleasure of getting snapped at when you ask me how I am spending my Thanksgiving, I’ll tell you here. Today is Thursday. We are not celebrating any holiday. It will be a day of working for me, and dinner at Ruby Tuesday for the two of us. We just aren’t feeling very thankful.

To be honest, there was a vote in our house. I voted against any holiday celebrations. Jenn vetoed me. Well, I let her win. I get no Thanksgiving, and together we will have Christmas. It will suck, and I will change the channel on my radio every time Elvis starts belting out Blue Christmas. No, that is a lie. I will sing along changing the words to suit us better. I’ll have a blah Christmas, without Blue…. (I wrote this before Mrs. Spit commented on yesterday’s post…Mrs. Spit made me smile!)

I am thankful. There is lots to be thankful for. So…I’m listing some. No, not everything I am thankful for is on this list. If you find that I have missed something huge, please let me know, and I will add it. (the first two are in a particular order, after that, it was just how things fell into my head)

  • Jenn
  • Blue. Even though he isn’t in my arms, he is in my heart. And his teddy bear holds my hand every night.
  • All the other angels in heaven looking down on us, not only the ones I have sent, but the ones we have all sent.
  • Minnesota (my dog, not the state)
  • Michigan (my cat, not the state)
  • Mom, Dad, Marshall
  • Lyz, Chris, Avery, Tadpole
  • Joni and Dennis
  • That Joni found Dennis
  • Elissa, Jim, Skyler, Austin and Annabelle
  • Brandi and Kristen
  • All of my blog friends, without whom I have no idea how I would have made it through these past few months.
  • A wonderful job where I am treated like part of the family.
  • A roof over my head. (I can’t say it keeps me warm, as I don’t use the heat, but it does protect me from the elements)
  • That friends read my blog and email me when I chide them for never calling me to get my phone number since their phone fell in the toilet.
  • All of my extended family.
  • That Jenn was able to find a job, that she loves, in this horrible economy.

Okay, I’m stopping here. Yes there is plenty more that I have to be thankful for, but these are the things that I am most thankful for.

Enjoy your turkeys, or tofurkies as the case may be. I’ll be enjoying my salad bar with yummy periwinkle (or you may call them pumpernickel) croutons. Wishing you all tons of things to be thankful for. May we have many more next year.

Sad little snowman, sad little tree, sad little me.

A tradition started on our little “strip” of tourist trap last year. All the businesses received a cute 8 foot tall snowman cutout to decorate and display on the road. Jenn and I spent hours last year planning him. And he was cute. Not as cute as some of the others on the strip, but cute.

Every year at the hotel they put up a big beautiful REAL Christmas tree. Every year in the past I have been in charge of decorations.

This year…the snowman was due up November 10th. He is still in storage. He is still my responsibility and I just can’t seem to muster up the energy to care about him. I know what I plan on doing to him (Dressing him in a Hawaiian shirt and sticking a few flamingos in the ground around him), I just haven’t done it.

Our Christmas tree arrived yesterday at the hotel, and it is one sad little tree. Usually it is so tall and full and beautiful that people are convinced it is fake. This one, compared to last year, looks like Charlie Brown picked it out. And again, I can’t find it within myself to care that people decorated it with crappy gold garland from three years ago, and balls that have chipped paint on them.

My boss asked if I liked it, or if I would like some money to go get new stuff to spruce (ha ha pun) it up. No, it’s fine the way it is I replied.

What the hell is wrong with me? Christmas is my holiday!!?? All the baking and decorating and the ability to go crazy-ass-tacky with everything? And I don’t seem to care. I want to care, my eyes lit up when I first saw the tree this morning. Then I looked closer and saw how sad it looked all missing branches and 5 feet shorter than last years, and my eyes filled with tears.

So…I called my doctor and made an appointment to be seen regarding depression. I hate the fact that I feel 10 times worse now than I did 10.5 months ago. I think a lot of that has to do with the fact that so few people remember. So few people understand why I am sad. They even admit it…I don’t understand why you are still so upset? I want to shake them, show them their child and say “How the hell would you feel if he/she was in heaven right now?”

I’m trying. I cleaned the kitchen up after dinner last night instead of letting everything fester (or flipping out on Jenn when she tried to clean it). Tonight we are heading out to buy enough supplies to make 17 batches of the cookies for the contest. I have a lot of baking ahead of me…and a lot of getting better to do.

Sad little snowman, sad little tree, sad little me.

A tradition started on our little “strip” of tourist trap last year. All the businesses received a cute 8 foot tall snowman cutout to decorate and display on the road. Jenn and I spent hours last year planning him. And he was cute. Not as cute as some of the others on the strip, but cute.

Every year at the hotel they put up a big beautiful REAL Christmas tree. Every year in the past I have been in charge of decorations.

This year…the snowman was due up November 10th. He is still in storage. He is still my responsibility and I just can’t seem to muster up the energy to care about him. I know what I plan on doing to him (Dressing him in a Hawaiian shirt and sticking a few flamingos in the ground around him), I just haven’t done it.

Our Christmas tree arrived yesterday at the hotel, and it is one sad little tree. Usually it is so tall and full and beautiful that people are convinced it is fake. This one, compared to last year, looks like Charlie Brown picked it out. And again, I can’t find it within myself to care that people decorated it with crappy gold garland from three years ago, and balls that have chipped paint on them.

My boss asked if I liked it, or if I would like some money to go get new stuff to spruce (ha ha pun) it up. No, it’s fine the way it is I replied.

What the hell is wrong with me? Christmas is my holiday!!?? All the baking and decorating and the ability to go crazy-ass-tacky with everything? And I don’t seem to care. I want to care, my eyes lit up when I first saw the tree this morning. Then I looked closer and saw how sad it looked all missing branches and 5 feet shorter than last years, and my eyes filled with tears.

So…I called my doctor and made an appointment to be seen regarding depression. I hate the fact that I feel 10 times worse now than I did 10.5 months ago. I think a lot of that has to do with the fact that so few people remember. So few people understand why I am sad. They even admit it…I don’t understand why you are still so upset? I want to shake them, show them their child and say “How the hell would you feel if he/she was in heaven right now?”

I’m trying. I cleaned the kitchen up after dinner last night instead of letting everything fester (or flipping out on Jenn when she tried to clean it). Tonight we are heading out to buy enough supplies to make 17 batches of the cookies for the contest. I have a lot of baking ahead of me…and a lot of getting better to do.

So….the cookie contest.

I woke up yesterday morning and kept staring at my phone. I wondered if they would call. I wondered if they were going to call, when would they do it???

Then I sat down and played Dr. Mario and forgot all about it.

Imagine my surprise when my phone rang, I looked at the caller id and just knew it was the newspaper.

May I speak to Heidi _____ please?
(she mispronounced my last name)
This is she.
Hi! This is Stephanie with Local Newspaper…you are a finalist in our Holiday Cookie Contest!
YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The Mystery Cookies (tomato soup) have made it into the finals. On Wednesday, December 3 I go to our local baseball stadium with two dozen of my cookies to be judged.

The next few days will be spent practicing, since I haven’t made these cookies in ages. Of course they pick the cookies I haven’t made in ages.

I’m scared to death. I may have mentioned here a few million times that I am super duper shy. Am I going to have to speak in front of people? What am I going to wear? Will I get to take my support system with me? Ekkee!!

I will be bringing my Grandma’s picture with me so she can inspire me (and the judges?) during this competition.
Scared to death, but oh so excited!!