Thanksgiving Round-Up

By the time I left work on Wednesday I was in the shittiest of shitty moods. I was cold, I was upset because our office was D-E-A-D dead yet we all just sat around here praying the the deity of our choice that the boss would let us leave (and he did, but only 30 minutes early), I was tired but I still had pies to make for the next day, and I just wanted to go home. When I finally made my way home I got to the door and saw a green box propped up against the door. I recognized the box instantly and knew what was inside. What I didn't know was who it was from.

I walked in the door and was immediately greeted with a smiling face and happy puppies that were glad to see me finally get home. I could not wait to see what was in this box though. Thomas looked at the box and at me and I told him that I had gotten flowers but had no idea who they were from.

I ripped open the box and saw the card. The card congratulating me on my divorce and getting rid of "180lbs of DEAD WEIGHT". I LOL'd and I even teared up because two women that I love so dearly remembered that my waiting period for the divorce is up and everything will be final next week. These women who have hugged me and made me laugh and have been an inspiration to me, they remembered and I was once again reminded how lucky I am to have people like them in my life. My Superwomen - God, how I love you guys.



Look! Divorce flowers! Squeeeeeeeeeee! They haven't bloomed yet but you bet your ass I'm gonna post them when they do.

The flowers would've been enough to make me happy for the rest of the evening but Thomas had thought of me during the day and picked me up a bottle of my favorite adult beverage:



YAY BEER! And even more yay for expensive and yummy surprise beer! Oh yes, I did drink the entire thing that night. BY MY SELF.

Obviously the rest of my evening was just peachy keen. You cannot receive congratulatory divorce flowers and a big ol' bottle of beer and still be in a pissy mood.

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I wasn't really nervous about meeting Thomas' family. I am who I am, although I wanted them to like me, but if they didn't like me then there wouldn't be a damn thing I could do about it. All I could be is myself. I spent many many years being related to people by marriage who didn't really care for me all that much. Even though I would pretend to be someone else in their presence it was never good enough. I trudged through many holidays with a fake smile plastered to my face but on the inside I was dying to get out of their house so I could be me again. I wasn't going to go through that again. Like me for me or don't, it's up to you.

Within 10 minutes of being around Thomas' family I felt comfortable. I was included in conversations, I was asked questions, and I treated with respect and kindness. I was myself and they liked me.

Time seemed to fly while I was there. We had dinner and played games and laughed our asses off. Then I realized why I was so very comfortable around them all. Not only are they good people, salt-of-the-earth with zero snob-factor, but they all reminded me of my own family. They were loud, they were funny, they were crazy, and they were no-holds-barred. Being around them was like being home again and I was totally at ease. We left for home late in the evening and I was actually disappointed that we had to leave because I had to work the next day. I can only imagine what other fun we could've had just sitting around and throwing back a couple more beers. Luckily there seems to be a small trip planned for this coming up weekend with the family. A road trip across the border to gamble can only result in more stories to tell.

After getting in bed last night Thomas and I both agreed that, all cheesiness aside, we have so much to be thankful for this year.

Thanksgiving?! For Serious?!?

I am in complete awe that tomorrow is Thanksgiving. This year, and especially this month, has flown by for me. Soon it'll be Christmas and then the start of a brand new year. I'm looking forward to seeing what 2009 has in store for me.

Tomorrow is the first Thanksgiving in years that I won't be standing over a stove or fooling around trying to get a gigantic turkey buttered up and ready for the oven. I've been invited to spend Thanksgiving with Thomas' family and I'm looking forward to it more than I am nervous about it. Fingers crossed that they won't all hate me! I'd like to at least have one set of in-laws in my lifetime that like me.

I'd like to jump on the "this is what I'm thankful for" bandwagon but I'm not going to do it. I've said time and time again what I'm thankful for, so I'd like to hear from everyone else. Other than the obvious (read: yummy freaking Turkey) what are you thankful for this year?

P.S. To my favorite Canadian readers, y'all already had your Thanksgiving so have a happy Thursday. I'll be thinking of you while I am stuffing my face.

Awww Puppehs Awww

I don't know why I find it so funny when the dogs lick the ice in the glass but dammit it makes me LOL every time.



Happy Friday, y'all!

Bloggin' Bewbies *UPDATED With A Winner!*

These aren't mine. If they were y'all would've seen them A LONG time ago cause I'd be proud of these puppies.



Bonus points to you if you can figure out who these belong to.


Update: LOL, y'all. Not one of you has guessed it BUT! the owner of those lovely ta-tas has left a comment. Thanks for playing along.

Update 2:
"Flea said...

ok i'm going to say scotsdalewhore is the owner of those mountains!"


DING DING DING! We have a winner, folks!!!

Congratulations to Scottsdale Whore for having such a fantastic rack. I hate you and love you all at the same time.

All Is Quiet, All Is Well

They always say that no news is good news, right? That's pretty much where I'm at right now. No major drama, no break-downs, no flat tires...just life. And that life? It is so very very good right now.

Pending any unforeseen issues the divorce is set to be final on December 1st. Amazing how easy that whole ordeal went really. It could've been nasty and mean but it wasn't. It's been smooth sailing and for that I am most grateful.

I do love this time of year though. The leaves changing and the weather turning colder. Planning Christmas parties and holiday events with friends and families makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Please feel free to remind me how warm and fuzzy it makes me when I'm bitching about seeing my family on Christmas.

I'm Bored

Maybe you are as well? Here, have some youtubes...

Feel Free To Gag

I was chatting with a friend of Thomas' yesterday via IM and we were discussing how neither of us would go back in time, if given the chance, and alter the choices we had made.  Little decisions we make on a daily basis can severely alter our futures and if we're happy with the place that we now find ourselves in going back to change anything could mean different results. 

I have never and will never regret any decision I have made in my past.  All of those choices, whether good or bad, have made me who I am now.  They've brought me to this place and I'm grateful for everything.  

She also reminded me of a song and how it describes that even with the all of the hurt that we've felt in the past it all has led to where we are now.  

"I set out on a narrow way many years ago
Hoping I would find true love along the broken road
But I got lost a time or two
Wiped my brow and kept pushing through
I couldn't see how every sign pointed straight to you

Every long lost dream led me to where you are
Others who broke my heart they were like Northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you

I think about the years I spent just passing through
I'd like to have the time I lost and give it back to you
But you just smile and take my hand
You've been there you understand
It's all part of a grander plan that is coming true

Now I'm just rolling home
Into my lover's arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you"

Yes, it's sickingly sweet and may not be true, but I'd like to have faith that someone somewhere has a plan for me.  Faith is difficult to hold on to when you feel you've been kicked while you're already down.  That the universe has it out for you and that you'll never feel as if you're whole again.  But I truly believe that if you keep the faith and you believe you deserve it happiness will find you.

He Can Do Anything

He can cook AND he can fix my car. I am seriously swooning here.

Although, genius here should've disconnected the battery first cause I saw some sparks flying and heard a series of unintelligible curse words come from under the hood. I am sitting here hoping that a small sensor change will not result in an ER trip tonight.

At least the view is good...