As I said in my last post……there are many things that I want blog about and that was BEFORE Christmas, so I am picking one randomly out of my head and going with it. If I get around to posting these thoughts in the next few days, I’m sure they will be completely out of the order in which they happened

Starting with the most recent and the one that is on my mind today………..Christmas Day.

We’ve (WE being, me, hubby and our kids, my brother, his daughter and her family) all known for the past couple of months that Christmas Dinner was at my mom’s house this year and that we were supposed to be there at 3:00 to open gifts before we ate at 5:00.

My family, minus the oldest, got there a few minutes before 3:00 (which is a miracle in itself because we are NEVER on time anywhere we go) . My oldest daughter was with her boyfriend and would be coming to my mom’s later. All was well and good up to this point. Hubby was helping my mom with the turkey and the ham. The kids were watching TV and I was wandering around like a lost puppy because there wasn’t anything that I could be doing and I felt wrong just sitting down.

Anyway……….

My brother rolls in about 3:20 and puts some boxes on the livingroom floor and starts handing out envelopes.

My mom comes around the corner, sees him handing out the envelopes, and then proceeds to ask him why he’s not waiting for everyone else to get there before handing out gifts. He looks at her and tells her that he can stay only for a minute because he has to be at work at 4:00.

That’s where it all went to hell.

You could see the change take place right on my mom’s face. One second she was smiling and the next second it was like Satan himself had come for a visit. Evil had come for a visit.

I seriously considered running and I didn’t even do anything wrong. I was even on time

My mom’s feelings were hurt and she was pissed on top of that and that is NOT a good combination for someone who ALWAYS speaks her mind. She spit out a very short string of her thoughts, all while trying her best to control her anger and trying NOT to cry. Then she stopped in midsentence and told my brother that he better leave before she said something she shouldn’t say. Which I’m surprised she didn’t just let it fly anyway. She usually does. Maybe because it was Christmas. Sorry, got sidetracked. Anyway…after she told him to leave, my brother just stood there with a dumbass look of shock on his face like he wasn’t sure she had just told him to leave. She told him once more that he better leave. Actually it was more like, “Go, go on…get out of here” at that point, so he did.

I didn’t even realize that hubby had cut dust outside when this had started. My kids were sitting there looking at me and looking at my mom and not even breathing loud. All I could do was sit there in stunned silence and shrug my shoulders when I got the questioning eyebrow raise from the kids.

I didn’t know what the hell was going on. I couldn’t believe that she had kicked him out on Christmas day. Hell, I can’t believe she kicked him out PERIOD. This is the “Precious One”. I think I felt the world crashing down on me that day. If she would’ve kicked me out, it would’ve been more believable.

Since I am always the last to know, there was a lot more to the whole story than what I thought I knew. I thought she was angry because he had to go to work and wouldn’t be spending Christmas her and the rest of us but it looks like it boils down to him spending more time with his girlfriend and HER family than his own.

If I would’ve known that at the time, I probably would’ve kicked his ass or TRIED to kick his 6’4, 350 pound ass on the way out. As it stands, when he called ME last night to ask what was up with Mama, I gave him what was left of my mind on the subject.

And they wonder why I keep my ass in the bushes and only come out of hiding at holidays. I’m starting to rethink this whole venturing out on holidays anyway. Like I don’t have enough shit going on that directly involves me, now I’ve got to worry about my mom’s hurt feelings and wonder how the hell my brother grew up to be such a dick.

I've got so many things I want to blog about and don't have the time right now and by the time I do get the time to sit down and blog, I'll probably forget what I want to blog about

First (before I forget).......To everyone that sent birthday wishes my way.....Thank you so very much!!!!!

Now, for a silly story....

Yesterday, hubby, my son and youngest daughter went shopping for me and I had some last minute stuff to pick up, so I took off right after they left.

I knew they were headed in one direction while I took the other. Trying to not to end up at the same place at the same time.

It didn't work.

I had to pick up two things at Wally World so I zipped in and zipped out. When I walked out of the doors at Wally World, I saw hubby's truck across the parking lot. My first thought was "Damn, I hope they didn't see me in the store." I couldn't hide what I had in the basket if they were to see me so I started scanning the parking lot trying to see if I saw them anywhere. I didn't see them walking anywhere and by the time I got close enough to the truck, I could tell they weren't in there so I headed to my truck only to stop dead and do the whole circle search for the vehicle thing that everyone does when they forget where they park.

I knew I had parked right about where I saw hubby's truck so I was confused when I got there and didn't see it anywhere. I know I looked like a complete idiot standing there looking to my left, then my right, then doing a circle looking behind me and then to my left and then right again. The whole time, I'm mumbling to myself which makes me look even more nuts. Doing circles in the parking lot while talking to myself.

It took me a few twists and turns before it finally hit me....Hubby had moved my truck It wasn't moved very far from where I had parked but far enough that it took me a minute or two to find it.

By the time I got the stuff in the truck and started backing out, I busted out laughing (which made me look even MORE nuts....I really hope no one was witness to that) and thinking, "Damn, why couldn't I think to do that to HIM???" But then again, I don't have a spare key to HIS truck but then again, I don't think my mind works the way his does , which may be a very good thing

Although, I did draw him a pretty graphic picture of my thoughts and left it on his windshield . Uh oh...maybe my mind is starting to work like his

Ok...my time is up. I've taken my whole 10 minutes to do something other than Christmas stuff today

I hope everyone has a great Christmas and a wonderful New Year (in case I don't make it back here before then)!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It's only been 5 days since I posted but it feels like it has been many, many more.

If you're a reader of my blog then you know last week just plain SUCKED. Sick, plumbing problems, yada, yada, yada. I'm glad it's over.

Of course with all that going on last week, it has put me behind on almost everything that I need to do for THIS week and on top of normal everyday stuff (work, home, etc.) we're having a Christmas party at our house on Saturday

We spent the better part of this past weekend getting things ready; making sure we had all the decorations out, put together and had to make sure all lights were working (which they are....thankfully because if not....there wouldn't be any lights). It took me about an hour and a half to put together this ugly ass Christmas tree that hubby got from his friend. I was so irritated by the time it was done and wasn't liking my own self very much.

Today is Tuesday and I still have a list a mile long to take care of. Starting with stopping on the way home to buy my son "To Kill a Mockingbird" for English class. I'm not completely sure but I think he needed this book about two weeks ago.

I think they are going to demote me from motherhood. Not sure what that would make me but it can't be good If it would create a vacation for me, I'd almost be willing to accept

I haven't been sleeping well which adds to crazy thoughts like the one above. Apparently I tried to shove hubby out of the bed the other night for no reason (or so HE says ) I didn't succeed

I'm not sure who the bright person was that came up with the idea to put carpet in the bathroom but I'd like to meet them and have them fix my bathroom.

The carpet has been in our bathroom for as long as we've live in this house. We've been meaning to take it up for years and have never gotten around to it. Procrastinators from hell here

Anyway...

Since the toilet overflowed last week, we had no choice but to take the carpet out. Now we are probably looking at having to replace the whole damn floor

I want to know......

Does it EVER end?

Please, please don't answer that question.

I feel like Pig Pen from Charlie Brown. There seems to be a cloud of FUNK (although, not THAT kind) floating around me lately and it really, really is starting to suck big time

But.....

I will survive (Insert song here )

It's been a crappy week.

I've been sick since Sunday with no relief in sight.

I can't breathe, can't taste, can't smell.. My nose is rubbed raw, my eyes constantly water and I almost wrecked when I went out at lunch today from the sneezing

I didn't knock on wood hard enough last week when I said to hubby, "I haven't been sick in so long".

Dumbass....that's what I get for opening my big fat mouth

To make matters even worse...

Our septic lines are clogged or maybe they are just faking sick just to piss me off.

I flushed the toilet this morning and had to spend the next 30 minutes cleaning water off the floor because it overflowed

What a wonderful way to start a morning