In Bones' world, chocolate chip pecan pie is a breakfast food. I realized this yesterday when I woke up to 1/8 of a pie left and by lunch it was gone.
As I took the foil pan to rinse it and put it in the recycle bin, I shouted to my kids, "Did someone eat pie for breakfast?"
There was not even a hestitation. No shame. Bone raised his hand, bobbed his head, and yelled back, "I did. It was great..."
So. There you have it.
Ringo is liking his job. He's working in the kids' department. I took my first stroll through the regular store, EVER, during Black Friday with my Mom and I won't go back. The music was so loud I was afraid my ear drums might beat out of my chest.
That's a health hazard, right? The guys who work in the test area (think aerospace) get their hearing tested, mandated by the government, every so often. I'm thinking these kids should too.
I sound old...
Bones said to walk through a store called Hollister, you need a gas mask, a flash light and a weed wacker. Mom and I walked through and he was right.
It is dark. It smells odd. And there are so many plants, you have to move them out of your way to make your way through the store.
I got a raise. And a bonus. It is not the kind of money we saw in the 90s, but I have a job. And I got a raise. And I got a bonus. And nice things were said. And I was rated at the top.
And just in time. Taxes are due on Friday...
I am thankful and blessed.
My Mom and Dad were in town for Thanksgiving and we had the best time. I miss them already.
My Mom looks great. I think it is kind of embarrassing when the Mom looks 1000 fold better than the daughter.
I need to get back to the gym.
My Mom and I went out Black Friday. I didn't think it was all that crowded at the Mall or at Bed Bath and Beyond. It'll be interesting to see how the market did.
My new tradition is to go to Cracker Barrel for stocking stuffers. I know. I have to admit this. I frickin' love Cracker Barrel...
There. It's out there. I feel better.
Anyway, so it wasn't bad. Just a couple highlights:
William & Sonoma Peppermint Bark- Stay away. They were handing out samples and I suspect it is highly addictive and not something I should have in my home. Should you choose to ignore this advice to stay away, don't say I didn't warn you.
Macy's is a mess on Black Friday. That store makes my skin crawl. I actually feel like I'm suffocating. I don't know if it's all the stuff crammed in that dang store and then all the people to boot, but it will be a cold day in Hell before I willingly go in that store on a weekend during the Christmas season again.
I like to walk through Pottery Barn Kids during Christmas and look at the fun things they have in there for the babies. During our wandering, Mom and I started to talk to a sales clerk about this Elf on the Shelf thing.
Let me tell you, I am so grateful they did not have Elf on the Shelf when I was a parent of small children. The pressure. To Be creative. Too much for me. I barely made it through the holidays without that. Holy crap.
Bringing me to... I DO NOT miss waiting in line with my children to see Santa. DO.NOT.
Longest line in the mall? Starbucks. It was, no joke, 25 people deep, out into the mall. What the heck? Really? The Godiva chocolate store sells Godive Chocolate frozen drinks... THAT would have been my drink of choice. (I didn't do it. But perhaps we are seeing why I don't look half as good as my very fit and trim mother. Dang, she looks great.)
T is having boys here tomorrow for a Spanish project. They are coming at Noon. Already I'd prepared in my head what I was preparing for lunch when T said, "Kyle's Dad is bringing him. He's bringing lunch for all of us..."
To which I replied, 'NO! He can't do that! This is what I do! I make lunch... the kids know about my sandwiches!"
Two seconds later came T's reply, "He said too bad. He's supplying lunch..."
I'm making brownies. I don't know this boy's Dad. Never laid eyes on him. But I laugh at the responsibility that some parents take. Kyle is an athlete at well over 6' tall. Football, basketball... the kid can play and he can put down the food. I think his Dad was afraid he'd eat me out of house and home...
I need to explain to him that it's not THAT uncommon for me to have six to 10 boys in my home... guests. It's what I do.
But still... it was nice.Posted by Boudicca at November 25, 2012 10:52 PM