My big, fat, exciting news!

No, I'm not attempting another diet, at least not in blogland.

Our big, fat, exciting news is that we are adopting a baby!!


This is actually been in the works for some time now, but we weren't really ready to share with the world. First of all, adoption is quite a process! I have been filling out paper work, getting numerous background checks, referrals from everyone but the pope (by the way, does anyone know his e-mail? His would be golden!), fingerprinting and verbal "whatever's" from my man-babies! Sheesh! All I want is a baby, not be president of the United States!!

Secondly, you would be surprised how many people judge you. I can't tell you how many people have asked, "Why would you do that?? Your children are already grown!" Yes, believe me, I know. I have wondered that same question myself. Why would a 40 year old woman with grown children want to start all over again raising a family?? Because, it's AWESOME!! Yes, there are nights of no sleep, and pooping and puking, tantrums in the middle of Wal-mart, and peeing your pants cuz your mom won't come in the potty with you cuz she is eating dinner (hee, hee Garrett!), and countless other reasons that mothers with young children toss at me after they hear our good news! Those words make me stop and question, "Am I making the right decision?"

I say, "YES!" I know how much work it is, but I know how rewarding it is, too! And this time I have more experience, more life under my belt. This baby won't be my "experimental" child! Lucky baby!

HP is super excited cuz he doesn't have any babies. It will be so fun to see him love a little person more than he loves his car/truck/motorcycle/shop/boat! Men are funny like that!

Bonus, I don't have to be pregnant and in high school! Which is cool all on it's own!

So, I will be filling you in on our journey into parenthood, again for some of us. I'm totally scared and I'm really excited!

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This one is for Abe!

I am dedicating this posting to Abe, because darling sister told me that Abe says I never post anymore! I don't know if I should quote that, or if it's just hear-say, but either way, she is correct. I never post anymore!

I'd like to blame my three jobs, or my addiction to "CrackBook", but really.....I think I just ran out of things to say. Not that things weren't happening in my life, just... ya know......life. I wish I was clever like PW or could post pictures without crying, because computers are like math and I just really don't get them and their technology crap! My lovely sister does this every day, without the tears and drama, mind you! And she can do math!!

My pretty friend Abe (with the gorgeous red hair that I want to cut off and wear as my own!), has cute lil links and recipes and stuff! All I have is typing, boring, boring typing.

My New Year's resolution is to be a better blogger. I think I would like it better if I could just come in once a day and fix my blog's hair, put on cute new outfits and make it look pretty! Like Blogger Barbie!! Wouldn't that be fun?!!

So, this year will be better! Pictures and all!

I promise, Abe.

I always wondered this too!

There is one Christmas Carol that has always baffled me.
What in the world do leaping lords, French hens,
swimming swans, and especially the partridge who won't come out
of the pear tree have to do with Christmas?


This week, I found out.

From 1558 until 1829, Roman Catholics in England were
not permitted to practice their faith openly. Someone
during that era wrote this carol as a catechism song for young Catholics.
It has two levels of meaning: the surface meaning
plus a hidden meaning known only to members of their church. Each
element in the carol has a code word for a religious reality
which the children could remember.


-The partridge in a pear tree was Jesus Christ.

-Two turtle doves were the Old and New Testaments.

-Three French hens stood for faith, hope and love.

-The four calling birds were the four gospels of Matthew, Mark, Luke & John.

-The five golden rings recalled the Torah or Law, the first five books of the Old Testament.

-The six geese a-laying stood for the six days of creation.

-Seven swans a-swimming represented the sevenfold gifts of the Holy Spirit--Prophesy, Serving, Teaching, Exhortation, Contribution, Leadership, and Mercy.

-The eight maids a-milking were the eight beatitudes.

-Nine ladies dancing were the nine fruits of the Holy Spirit--Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Kindness, Goodness, Faithfulness, Gentleness, and Self Control.

-The ten lords a-leaping were the ten commandments.

-The eleven pipers piping stood for the eleven faithful disciples.

-The twelve drummers drumming symbolized the twelve points of belief in the Apostles' Creed.

So there is your history for today. This knowledge was shared with me and I found it interesting and enlightening and now I know how that strange song became a Christmas Carol...so pass it on if you wish.'

Merry (Twelve Days of) Christmas Everyone

Feels Like Christmas to Me!

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If this doesn't say Christmas.........then I don't know what does.

HMO's and the Economy

TOP TEN INDICATORS THAT YOUR EMPLOYER HAS CHANGED TO A CHEAPER HEALTH CARE PLAN:

(10) Your annual breast exam is done at Hooters.

(9) Directions to your doctor's office include "Take a left when you enter the trailer park."

(8) The tongue depressors taste faintly of Fudgesicles

(7) The only proctologist in the plan is "Gus" from Roto-Rooter.

(6) The only item listed under Preventative Care Coverage is "an apple a day."

(5) Your primary care physician is wearing the pants you gave to Goodwill last month.

(4) "The patient is responsible for 200% of out-of-network charges," is not a typographical error.

(3) The only expense covered 100% is "embalming."

(2) Your Prozac comes in different colors with little M's on them.

AND THE NUMBER ONE SIGN YOU'VE JOINED A VERY CHEAP HEALTH CARE PLAN:
(1) You ask for Viagra, and they give you a Popsicle stick and duct tape!


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Turkey Day!

Thanksgiving!

Just think
If the indians had givin the Pilgrims
a donkey instead of a turkey,
we would all be having a piece of ass for Thanksgiving.

Have a great holiday!



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Facebook Junky!

I am a Facebook junky. I may need an intervention. A twelve step program. Detox. I LOVE IT!!! Thank you dear sister, Abe, Dammit Janice!, Miss Carrie and all my other friends that have turned me on to such glorious wonders as "Food Fling" and "Mafia Wars", and "Scavenger Hunt". What would I do without you all day?

Work.