Good Bye 2009!

For a lot of people 2009 has been a crappy year. For me...nope, it's been awesome. I had some probs with the whole pregnancy thing toward the end, but now I have a fantastic little blond baby. Mama's Angel from Heaven. Yeah, I know I'm a sap. Can't help it, the 5 year old isn't as nearly as huggy as he used to be. This one is gonna be tortured with love til he can't take it any more. I've been lucky enough to stay home too. Not something I'd ever thought I'd do. A Stay at Home Mom? Housewife? Not me. I actually like it. (Most of the time! If I had a wife, it would be perfect! wink wink!) My 5 year old T is a cool kid. Sometimes a smart ass like Mommy but sweet and very good natured. The Husb is patient and hard working. He's an awesome Dad and knows when to take over so I don't go crazy. I don't know how I was lucky enough to snag him.

I hope the coming year brings you happiness, health, love and tolerance. I'd like a bunch of each please! Happy 2010 my Bloggy friends! I have enjoyed reading about your ups and downs and everyday dilemmas. You keep me smiling and wondering! Happy New Year!

Where am I?

Seriously, it's snowing in Dallas again. WTH? It sometimes snows maybe once or twice a year but not until February. It's just plain weird. Sure is pretty though. Well since it's just after Christmas the baby has gotten his first sickness. Went to the doctor yesterday after a horrible night. Not the flu, not an ear infection...just the crud. Lovely. I just realized why I'm not a nurse. I don't do puke, I don't do sickness. It's so sad when he can't even say, "Hey Mom, I feel like shit. I can't breath thru my nose." That would be nice. It would also be nice if he'd let me suck his snot out with that bulb thing. That's a hell no from him. Poor guy is already in bed and it's not even 5pm. Wonder what kind of night we'll have. Sure do miss those Europe layovers right now.

Speaking of flying. What the hell is wrong with people? Trying to blow up a Delta flight???? Since I work for Delta, I find that entirely too close for comfort. Entirely. The Government needs to pull their head out of their ass concerning security. Not to be a bitch or to profile, but if someone is on a watch list and they don't live in the states, why o' why do you not revoke their VISA? Why do they need to come here? To hang out? The guys Dad even said he was going to be a problem. HELLOOOOO!!!!

Well, I'm off to watch the snow. It relaxes me (and a GIANT glass of wine). After the last few days with a fussy baby, I am ready to chill. Oh, nix that...the baby is crying. Shit.

Hail the Might State!

Merry Christmas from the state of Texas! Yesterday it was 76 degrees in Dallas. We had the screen door open blasting Christmas music! Today....looks like it might be a white Christmas! 32 degrees and it's suppose to get down to 23 degrees. Blizzard "like" warnings of blowing snow. WTH? Hey baby, it's TEXAS...if ya don't like the weather, just wait a minute!

Have a wonderful holiday! Hugs those near and dear...just don't strangle! HoHoHo, The GDL

Two Sleeps til Christmas!

I've always loved Christmas. No matter what life has thrown my way, I refuse to let Christmas be ruined. Growing up, I never realized how much I would of loved to wake up at home Christmas morning. We always went to our Grandparents though. Sometimes to my Dad's parents before my parents divorced. When I was about 7, on the way home from Christmas at the farm, my Mother told us she and Daddy were getting divorced. From then on, we spent Christmas at my Mom's parents in Muskogee Oklahoma and then that night we would drive to Missouri to be with my Dad and Grandparents. Like clock work...every year. You might think that is a little sad, but I made the best of it. I looked at it as two of everything. All the poor other kids got jipped. My Grandmother Junie would have loads of gifts. Every year my Paw Paw would give her $500 cash. He'd hide it in the Christmas tree. One year she couldn't find it. She ripped that tree apart. Looked at every ornament. My Paw Paw had a funny sense of humor. That year he tricked her and didn't put it on the tree. We laughed at that forever. The year after my sister got married, "Santa" aka Junie filled our stockings. My sister got a pair of granny panties and I got a pair of sexy panties. Sister said, "Hey, I'm the one that's married"...and Junie said, "Exactly! Niki needs the sexy ones!"
Fast forward to when I got a job as a Flight Attendant. I worked Christmas forever. My Grandmother Junie once told me, "Christmas is not a day, it's a season". We'd celebrate whenever I wasn't flying, making our Christmas day whenever it fit. Nothing was going to get my Christmas down! The longer I flew, the more of the holidays I got off. Five years ago I had my first son a week or so before Thanksgiving. That same Christmas Eve my Dad died. You'd think that might put a damper on my Christmas spirit. (Yeah..ya think!) At his funeral, a friend of his did a eulogy. He said that God gave my Dad the greatest gift by taking him on Christmas Eve. I'll always remember that. Tomorrow is not only Christmas Eve, but the life and celebration of an awesome guy, my Daddy. The man was funny and charming. He lived life to the fullest. He was happy. Not even his death can ruin Christmas. We all do things around the holidays that we'd rather not. We all goes places and endure traditions that makes us crazy. Some of us even drink to get thru them! ;) (Yes...me!) But in the end the joy in my kids eyes, the laughter and making fun of tradition are all worth it. Merry Christmas!

Hurry Up Ho!

The house is decorated, the packages are wrapped, the stocking stuffers are waiting to be stuffed. I'm ready to get on with it already! This morning before 7am Mr. T was singing "We Wish You a Merry Christmas". Yeah...we're all in the spirit. So come on already! I was never good at waiting. I'm the one that wants to open some gifts on Christmas Eve. Good thing we are having the Husbs family over then. Otherwise he'd give me hell....cause I'd let the kid open at least one gift. My Grandmother Mammy was the same way. She hated waiting. She ALWAYS let us open a gift. Of course she also would get up in the middle of the night and carefully unwrapped her presents to see what she got. She was quite good at re-wrapping them. Sneaky Lady. I loved her! She was not the best cook, but us kids totally dug the things she did around the holidays. She always had homemade cookies. The one thing she did really well was homemade noodles. The cousins all used to fight over who got the most. My favorite thing of all was these red and green sandwiches Mammy made. Somehow she used to get red and green white bread. She'd dye cream cheese to match and make cream cheese sandwiches. As an adult the thought of eating a red cream cheese sandwich makes me want to puke. As a kid...it was awesome. Awwww Christmas time!

What the heck?

Ok Blogger Buddies, I got a comment from my last post that has me perplexed. WTH?

"Dear Author drinklady.blogspot.com ! I can not participate now in discussion - it is very occupied. But I will be released - I will necessarily write that I think"

It's from anonymous. What the hell? Is this something that normally happens? Weird people or what? Don't make me go all Ninja on you man!

Show me the money!

I created a gambling man. My 5 year old loves scratch off lotto tickets. Oh no. Is this horrible? I actually like them too. Love to win money. We hardly ever win money. Waaawaaaa. The Gambling Man begs to go over to that big green machine when we are at the store. Awww, Texas State Lotto! I try and control ourselves so we don't waste a bunch of money. You know why...because who actually wins more than $2? I usually give the kid $2-$3 to buy $1 scratch offs. Once he gets them, he holds them tight until we get to the car. We then pick out our luckiest coin and scratch away. Then... NADA! NOTHING! ZILCH! Damn scratch offs. The Husb a.k.a. Santa puts them in our Christmas stockings! Love that. I've always been tempted to bring them to our friends Christmas Party gift exchange. But what if someone won $1000 off one. I'd be jealous and ticked I hadn't scratched it. I guess the Husb knows that if I win $25,000 off a stocking stuffer that it's "all in the family"! Or is it? Baaaahahaha!