Monday Musings

We had a great Thanksgiving. We went on a hayride. The weather was nice and warm so we did not freeze. The food was wonderful and I did not overeat. The babe was not whiny and cranky despite his shortened nap. It really was a nice day.

I did not get up early on Friday to go shopping. I know, I know I was really looking forward to it, blah, blah, blah. I sat down Thursday morning and looked at the sales papers and honestly, there wasn't anything worth me getting up that early for and having to fight the crowds. Have I really changed that much? I think I have. Now don't get me wrong, I still appreciate a good sale, but there really was nothing worth all the hassle to me. I instead opted for sleeping in with the babe and then cooking breakfast for my family. I had to come to the office for a few hours, so on the way we stopped at Target and picked up a few things that were on sale, but that was the extent of my black Friday shopping. I think I spent $30.00, whoo hoo I am the big spender! We got the decorations and the tree up at work and it really looks great. Well as great as a really old fake 6 foot tree can look. The lights really help, you are blinded by them so you don't notice the tree.

Saturday we went to my Mom's for my family's T-day dinner. It was nice and quiet. My oldest sister had to work, but her kids came and one of my other neices. It was so great to see my neices, 3 of the ones that were there are all teenagers now and we rarely see them anymore. My 2 middle sisters were there, but everyone got along with each other and we were all nice and cordial. There was no talk of jails or drugs, so I did not have to tell the hubby about all of that mess. He already doesn't like those sisters, I just hate to give him more reasons to dislike them. We also had the babe's small birthday party. He ate just a little bit of the cake that I baked for him, without the frosting of course. Frosting makes him gag, funny child!

A co-worker's mom died on Saturday, so Sunday I had to go to visitation at the funeral home. When I got there, I looked for anyone that I recognized and I did not see anyone, so I walked up and got in line. I thought maybe the family was in the room next to the viewing room and the only way to get there was to walk by the casket. So I stand there and wait and wait for what seems like an eternity, then finally the line starts moving. Guess what? It was not my co-worker's mom, I don't know who it was that I was waiting so patiently to see. I promptly got myself out of the line and looked around very embarrassed until I found someone who worked there and he pointed me in the right direction. I just laughed it off. I bet that other lady's family was trying to figure out who I was. Anyway I got that over with, I hate visitation and funerals, but it is a part of life and we can't always avoid them. Her mom had been sick for a while with Cancer and in this case her death was a blessing, she had suffered so much in the past few months. Still it is never an easy thing. I went to the funeral this morning and it truly was a beautiful service. She was a wonderful woman who lived a very full life and her funeral was a testament to that.

Also Sunday hubby got up on the roof and cleaned out the gutters. This is the first time this has been done since we bought the house in June of 2005. I would say it was VERY overdue. It looks so nice now. For a while when you looked out the windows it looked like we lived in a grass hut what with all the pine straw hanging over the edges of the gutters. I HATE PINE TREES. The next extra couple of thousand dollars we have to spend will be spent on having a few of them removed. Now that the gutters are cleaned, we can start putting up the lights! YAY! He hopes to get started on that this afternoon. We have so many decorations for outside and inside, it will take us a while to get them all up. I need to get up in the attic and get down the boxes of decorations so I can get started on the inside of the house after the babe goes to bed. We will get our tree this Friday, so I would like to have most of the rest of the decorations up by then.

I had to sign the Christmas cards at work today too. I think my hand is going to fall off. I think there are like 200 of them. I need a stamp with my name on it!

Not much else going on here. The babe has had a low grade fever this weekend. I think he is getting his molars. I could see the top of one peeking through his gums. Thank goodness he hasn't been really cranky, just feverish. Maybe the old wives tale worked! Someone told me after we had been suffering through the teething for like 8 teeth to take an egg out of the fridge. DO NOT BOIL IT. Let it get to room temp and write your child's name in it and put it in one of the child's socks. No not the socks that they are wearing, that would break the egg. Anyway then put the sock with the egg in it in a dark place in the child's room. I also heard to hang the sock over the child's doorway. I did neither of these. I wrote his name on the egg and it is still sitting on my kitchen counter behind some other stuff, where it has been for months now. I think that it helped with his teething though. These molars have been nothing compared to the other 8 that he has. Who knows? Just for the record, I don't normally do these wives tale things, but after you have suffered through a few sleepless nights of trying to comfort a teething baby, you will try anything, especially something as harmless as writing a name on an egg.

**Anwer to a question left in my comments. I started brushing my teeth in the shower a few years ago when we moved into our house. I think I started doing it because it seemed to save me time in the mornings and that was one less thing that I had to remember when I got out of the shower. I usually brush them at the end of the shower while I am rinsing my hair and body. Try it, it just might work for you too! Any other questions?