A Beacon of Hope

That time of year is here folks, it is time to put on your Santa hats and roam the stores searching for that deal of a life time. It is the season to drink hot chocolate (COFFEE IN MY CASE), cozy up under a warm blanket, turn off the lights and let the Christmas tree shine as a beacon of hope.

Decorating

I gathered enough energy yesterday to pull down a few boxes of decorations and several hours later we only had the tree decorated (my little elf and the tree above). There are plastic bins all over the house begging to be emptied and their contents distributed into little vignettes. I am electing this year to simplify the Christmas Cheer in our house. I am tired of looking at the same old Christmas mouse with her little red Santa hat sweetly laid perfectly on her head. I want new, exciting (and less work) decorating to go on this year. So, I am going to skip the traditional topper on the Christmas tree and do something new. Pictures to follow if it turns out positive!!!

Baking

Last year I baked up a storm and I can't decide if I want to do the same this year (see right for last years sweets). I made a list and there are about 10 people or families I would hand yummy treats to so I suspect that I will be in the kitchen at least one whole day this December. Question is, what do I make? Again I don't want to do the same stuff so I am going to do a little research and compile a new list of sugar confections. Hopefully the new stuff will taste good! Perhaps I better throw in some traditional stuff that I know I can make (just in case).

Today

I have plastic boxes calling my name and a hearty dinner to be cooked and a blanket wrapped around me keeping me hostage. Liberation is in order if I want to turn this house into a modern day Winter Wonder Land.................... I am off to find my little elf!

It's a Turkey Week and YES......I am the Turkey!

It's 5:05 pm on a Monday night and I just poured myself a cup of coffee. A steaming cup of brown goodness that I suspect will keep me up into the late hours of the night. Yes, this makes me a turkey because I know better, I should not drink one ounce of caffeine after 2:00 pm. But, it is cold outside and I am not a lover of the hot chocolate powdered mix junk so I sacrificed sleep for a 5 minute pleasure. This is me being a coffee drinking turkey...........

Do turkeys walk around aimlessly in the wild in complete boredom? I too find myself with little to do. I've finally have come to the conclusion that I need to have a fast paced life style and my brain must always be on or I start thinking BAD thoughts. This is me walking around being a bored turkey............

Laid out and sprawled out with a heap of stuffed bread, looking all plump and over processed on a Thanksgiving Day table. I hate to admit, I am relating more and more to turkeys. This past weekend I was sprawled out on the couch watching a little television and I was also stuffed with a yummy croissant. STUFFED WITH BREAD! This is me..........an exact replica of a Thanksgiving Day Turkey....................

 

 

HalloTurkMas Stew!

It's that time of year to haul out your pumpkins, fake fall leaves and prep the excitement of pine in the air. We are already mid Halloturkmas season and I am a wonder how everyone is feeling about it this year.

I personally am not overly excited about the holidays this year, as a matter of fact they could go by and I really would not care. Gave way to the years of hopping into the car and driving into the desert to spend a windy Thanksgiving with family I hardly even knew. These were the best Thanksgivings EVER! Sand in your turkey, butt nakedness at the local hot water springs, meeting strangers that told you that you reminded them of some woman you've never met and the sleepy ride home watching the sun set over the red mountains gave me hope that the world was a scene out of a Norman Rockwell painting. Phewy! Years go by, family moves away, people pass away, divorces happen and soon you are left to make your own memories with a deck of cards and 5 people that really don't care about a season that does nothing but remind them that life has taken a path in the opposite direction of what was anticipated. Put on that smile and inhale the turkey sent while we all scream Uno!

Halloween turned out better than expected, I do have to admit that. Walking streets with a family known through my daughters school made me realize there are people in the world that still want to put on costumes, run after children with a de-chained chainsaw and make us adults pee our pants (yes, I almost had the dreaded stain of yellow pee down my jeans that fateful night). I have never seen a neighborhood so dedicated to fright. There were no Hallufests, no trunk trick o treating at the church parking lots and I clung to the last adrenaline memory of my childhood this night. At least my daughter experienced what I like to call Halloween Wildness for one night. Thank you scary man that jumped out and scared my friend Jackie who was dressed as a voodoo lady, her ju-ju magic kept us safe this evening!

Christmas, Christmas, Christmas..................what can I say. This year just does not feel the same. I want nothing more than to re-live the Christmas spirit from when I was young. Yet, I know this can never be. Hopefully as the season goes on my Halloturkmas funk will turn into a fun filled moment of hope. I am anti Christmas music, lights, decorations and cinnamon at the moment. Hopping on a plane and flying to an island on December 23rd is sounding really good at the moment.