My oldest daughter turned 21 today

I woke her up at 7am to give her present to her . I don't think she was very happy with me but I had no other choice. If I didn't give it to her early in the AM, she would've took off for the rest of the day and I wouldn't see her until the wee hours of the 24th (which would be too late for her b-day ). Anyway, she's 21 and she got her gift and I'm still finding it hard to believe that she's not being brought home in a stocking like she was 21 years ago

Happy 21st Birthday, Kasey

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MERRY CHRISTMAS

AND

HAPPY NEW YEAR

 

Or maybe that title should be reversed to read...

Sexual Frustation or Shopping to Heal....

Lately I've been having some really odd dreams. Not that "odd" is any different than what I normally dream. It's just that there have been a few people in a couple of dreams that I can't, for the life of me, figure out WHY they are in my dreams and WHY they are sexual dreams

The bad part about dreams, especially the ones that hint at the sexual side or are full blown down and dirty sex dreams with someone that really SHOULDN'T be in them, is that the next time I come face to face, that dream will come back and smack me right in the face and all I'll want to do is either bust out laughing or run and hide from embarassment (which is really stupid because THEY don't know what I've been dreaming and it's not like I'm going to say, "Hey guess what? I had a dream about you last night") and then proceed to go into detail. Either way, laugh or run, I'd have some explainig to do

I'm almost afraid to go to sleep tonight

Why can't Johnny Depp stroll into my head every now and then THAT would be a dream worth TRYING to go to sleep for

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Soo...it's how many days til Christmas?

Oh yeah...6

Know how many presents I've bought?

Oh shit...1

Know how much snow we're supposed to get over the weekend?

Oh my aching ass....well over a foot

Know how much shopping I'm going to get done before Monday?

A big fat ZERO!!!!!

According to the Alaska Department of Fish and Game, while both male and female reindeer grow antlers in the summer each year, male reindeer drop their antlers at the beginning of winter, usually late November to mid-December. Female reindeer retain their antlers till after they give birth in the spring.

Therefore, according to EVERY historical rendition depicting Santa's reindeer, they all had antlers so...........EVERY single one of them, from Rudolph to Blitzen, had to be a girl.

We should've known... ONLY women would be able to drag a fat-ass man in a red velvet suit all around the world in one night and not get lost

Thanksgiving was uneventful...which is a good thing

The rest of the days off didn't go so well.

Friday morning, my youngest daughter had just walked into the living room wearing a t-shirt and shorts.

Me: "Girlfriend, you really need some sunshine on those legs"

Daughter: (Busted into tears)

Me: I'm just kidding. I'm sorry.

Daughter: (Tries to smile but continues to cry harder)

Me: "What's wrong?

Daughter: "Me and N broke up"

Me:

And so went my weekend. I spent the next few days trying to make a broken heart feel better and silently wishing that is was my oldest daughter's BF that broke up with her Not that I was wishing heartbreak on my oldest but just wanting her out of a bad relationship I was cursing the fates that may be for this turn of events and I know it was wrong of me to do so but be that as it may, it is what it is

Friday and Saturday, the daughter with the broken heart, cried buckets almost all day for both days. It was so much easier when they were little and they'd get a "boo-boo". A bandaid, kiss and lollipop would cure what ailed them for the most part but no such luck at this age. There just isn't a bandaid big enough to mend a broken heart .

Saturday night, my oldest daughter got home at 1am and had sad news of her own. A friend of hers had been killed in a car accident Friday night . She had just found out late Saturday night. We sat up until 4am talking. Another broken heart
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Sunday dawned a little brighter for both girls. My youngest with the BF broken heart, was seeing things a little clearer and the light at the end of the tunnel was a little closer. The BF agreed to at least talk about their issues which is a good start for possibly mending the relationship. Oldest daughter had work to keep her mind busy but still felt the sorrow.

Sunday evening, around 9:30-10pm, my son walks in the house and informs us that someone was just walking across our yard
. After a few minutes of getting the story out of him, Hubby and son go outside trying to find out what was going on. No one was there. Long story short....Son saw a man/person in the yard standing beside Hubby's truck then started walking towards the shed. Son thought it was Hubby at first until he didn't see any lights come on in the shed. Son came in the house and saw Hubby in pj's on the couch and new then that it wasn't Hubby. Cops were called, nothing found missing, no much to do about anything Needless to say, we didn't get much sleep last night

It's the start of a new week so I'm hoping that things will go better