Sunday, February 7, 2010

A Brief Return

My apologies for such a long absence. Life comes up sometimes. I wish I had some great holiday tales to share but ours was uneventful. Unless you consider the 3 year old asking for a shot on thanksgiving.

This is a sharing page so if anyone has a tale they'd like to share feel free to email it to me. Otherwise, due to personal reasons, posts will not be as frequent as in the past.

I hope you are all doing well. My love to your families.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

A Sign of Things to Come?

This Thanksgiving Eve I'd like to share with you the promise of awseomeness.

This was addressed to me by my mother-in-law via facebook. Name's have been changed to protect, not the innocent, but me from having my time wasted by being yelled at.

I think it's going to be at Jack and Jill's, but it's cool there for now (counselling...), so we'll see. You know how things can change.
Is this going to be in your family blog?

Yes it is. Oh, yes it is.

Monday, November 23, 2009

Pumpkin Pie vs. Santa: One Marriage's Epic Battle

I beg your forgiveness. I have been noticeably absent the last few weeks. Part of the reason I have not posted is:

a) No one has shared any additional stories to post.
b) I have been in too much of a funk as of late to post my own.

Why were you in a funk, Dee? I hope is what you're asking. Why reader, first, I thank you for your concern. Second, it is the time of year that the never ending arguement I have with hubby stirs up. Yes, after November 12 of every year since our marriage up until the end of Thanksging Day. When is a person allowed to begin openly celebrating Christmas?

Having grown up in Canada, Thanksgiving is celebrated in October on what those in the USA call Columbus Day. Let's face it, the man did not find North America and the ground is too cold in late November to bring in the crops. That's why Thanksgiving is logically celebrated in October in Canada.

Now, we don't start the celebrations then because Rememberance Day hasn't passed yet. November 11th must be kept solemn. Unlike here in the USA where Veteran's Day is an excuse for mattress and furniture sales. We pin the red felt poppies onto the dusty lapels of the winter coats we just brought out of the closet. We observe a moment of silence at 11 am and close all the banks. But...November 12...IT'S ON MUTHA!

Sadly, in my hometown, I missed the 105th annual Santa Claus Parade. A fond memory of many Torontonians upbringing. It was on November 15th this year. Christmas has long been in full swing. Yet, my dear loving hubby has a fit when asked what he wants for Christmas. I tell him that I'm in full on Christmas mode and he doesn't care.

Before you think he's insensitive (which he definitely isn't) this is his side. His claim is that holidays are to be celebrated in order. In the USA we haven't reached Thanksgiving so it's way too early to be talking about Christmas. I understand that but how do I not get into the Christmas spirit that organically comes over me every November?

So, I again apologize for not writing sooner. But the process of squashing the overwhelming holiday spirit is exhausting. I want to throw sparkles and tinsel on everything I see. I doodle snowmen, pine trees and little Santa's Workshops while at work. I'm in a desperate state. But don't worry about me. Come Black Friday I won't be shopping but breaking out the storage boxes filled with decorations.

November 27th Christmas is on Bitch!

Second Poll Results

Well, I must say, the readers of this blog are very passionate people. The results of this latest poll were interesting. Who is more evil? Is it Michael Bay or Racists?

Only 2 folks chose racists. That was out of 7 votes. Only 2.
4 folks believe they are equally evil. Ouch
1 person out there actually believes Michael Bay is more evil.

I was pleased to learn that you readers recognize good cinema. I don't know if Bay is more evil. Even the dimmest bulbs deserve some joy. But I'm guessing that one person showed up to the midnight Transformers 2 showing as I did. It really did feel like someone was shoving a hard, prickly object up my a...

I'm beginning to see where they were coming from.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Our Second Poll

If you've followed this blog then you know about the polls are a little different. I like theming them after posts submitted by others but I'm going to cheat. I'm going to base it off one that I posted about my own family experience. This newest poll is based off the post titled "The Christmas Michael Bay Killed".

Please express your opinion.

More stories coming soon.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

You'd Host an Interesting Funeral.

The poll was about cracking jokes in the same room as a corpse. here's how you voted.

Always Acceptable only got 1 vote.
Never Acceptable got 2 votes.
Only If The Family Initiates got 5 votes
Okay If You disliked The Person got 2 votes.

I have to say that I would like to go drinking with the 3 people who voted
Always Acceptable & Okay If You disliked The Person. I have a feeling it would be a really good time.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

The Christmas Michael Bay Killed

With the holidays upon us I find myself looking back for experiences to share within that time. A lot of the recent ones involve my in laws since marriage required me moving to Illinois away from my family.

Last year as the adults sat around the dining table talking one of the children came up to us. "You know what I hate?", "What?", we all asked induldging the 11 year old. "Japs" he said. Well, that sure silenced us all for a second before an uproar ensued. When asked why he would say such an awful thing he stated that he had just watched Pearl Harbor and loved it. We became riotous again at the fact that he could love that movie.

Now we of course explained how horrible a thing that is to say and why it is wrong. We then pointed out all the Japanese products he loved, namely his television and gaming system, and told him that if he truly hated the Japanese that he had to now give them up. He quickly changed his position. If only solving all racism were so easy.