So Thanksgiving day is winding down. This morning I woke up a little before 4' and drove up to W.F. (see Punch Drunk) With half my family being in Houston and the other half in North Texas it usually happens that I dedicate my holidays up north because I don't see them quite so often.
I think I may be adopted... Not really, but it reminds me how opposites the two sides are. Kind of like the two sides of my brain always fighting against each other to make a decision. Maybe I can blame how messed up I am on my parents after all!!
On the one, I have a very conservative, schedule driven, orderly dad's side. On the other, I have a passionate, liberal, chaotic, fun-loving mom's side. Both crazy ( in a good way).
As Jack gets older, I LOVE having him around family as much as possible. I remember when I was younger how much I loved getting to be around the people that I am so blessed to have in my life still today. I learn so much from them.
Being in Houston pushes me to be a better person and always strive for more than what I have. To provide and be a lady and to be righteous and all the things that drive me through life.
But, there is something about being here that feels like home. Reminds me who I am and where I came from and gives me a minute to recharge my battery if you will.
So as I sit here disgusted that the Longhorns defense let the Aggies score in the first 16 seconds of the game, thinking back on all the dressing and turkey and countless other yummy things I have filled my belly with I am reflecting on my family, and how very much I love each and every member of my family each for different reasons, but I love them all to pieces! I am lucky to have such a great family :) Happy Thanksgiving to everyone. I hope that you are lucky enough to surround yourself with people you love and thoughts of loved ones you miss. I know I am...
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Why I love grocery stores
Grocery stores for some reason have been my place of refuge. If I am overwhelmed by what live is handing me I can always go to a grocery store and they can solve all of my problems no matter what they are.
I LOVE Kroger's! There is kroger's in Plano, Texas that plays the BEST music. I'm not talking 80's Mike and the Mechanics muzac music. I am talking deep heart stirring , Elvis Costello, The pretenders, and for good measure a little light hearted Kyle Minogue...I lived across the street from it several years ago, and when I had a bad day I would always go inside and walk around and clear my head. I am severely limiting the music by even trying to list what they played, but whenever I had a day it was like the store automatically knew what song to play to mull over whatever it was I was going through that day.
Also, the freezer section is a fanstatic place to cool a hot head or for curing that lump in your throat. Just let the cool calm you down and grab California pizza kitchen while you're at it. Thin crust barbeque chicken pizza is yummy by the way.
The kroger by my house now is a neighborhood draw and it's nice to run into people that I know, catch up on local gossip and reconnect with reality even when I'd rather not.
Which is not to discount other grocery stores... HEB has GREAT deals for a tight pocketbook, and don't even get me started on the greatness that Super HEB contains. Automotives NEXT to DVD's... I can get new windshield wiper blades and the sisterhood of the traveling pants in one convenient stop!
I also adore whole foods I go there for lunch sometimes and get the salad bar. YUMMERS!! Sometimes I will splurge and buy my groceries there. It makes me feel good knowing that I am eating something that isn't so processed and the fact that the store is environmentally conscious makes me feel like I am cancelling out all the times I threw those plastic coke bottles at endangered baby seagulls from Peru.
Plus they have granola with flaxseed oil and dried cranberries.
But the one thing that all these stores have, when all else fails, and my mood is incurable. Each and everyone one of these stores sells wine. ;)
I LOVE Kroger's! There is kroger's in Plano, Texas that plays the BEST music. I'm not talking 80's Mike and the Mechanics muzac music. I am talking deep heart stirring , Elvis Costello, The pretenders, and for good measure a little light hearted Kyle Minogue...I lived across the street from it several years ago, and when I had a bad day I would always go inside and walk around and clear my head. I am severely limiting the music by even trying to list what they played, but whenever I had a day it was like the store automatically knew what song to play to mull over whatever it was I was going through that day.
Also, the freezer section is a fanstatic place to cool a hot head or for curing that lump in your throat. Just let the cool calm you down and grab California pizza kitchen while you're at it. Thin crust barbeque chicken pizza is yummy by the way.
The kroger by my house now is a neighborhood draw and it's nice to run into people that I know, catch up on local gossip and reconnect with reality even when I'd rather not.
Which is not to discount other grocery stores... HEB has GREAT deals for a tight pocketbook, and don't even get me started on the greatness that Super HEB contains. Automotives NEXT to DVD's... I can get new windshield wiper blades and the sisterhood of the traveling pants in one convenient stop!
I also adore whole foods I go there for lunch sometimes and get the salad bar. YUMMERS!! Sometimes I will splurge and buy my groceries there. It makes me feel good knowing that I am eating something that isn't so processed and the fact that the store is environmentally conscious makes me feel like I am cancelling out all the times I threw those plastic coke bottles at endangered baby seagulls from Peru.
Plus they have granola with flaxseed oil and dried cranberries.
But the one thing that all these stores have, when all else fails, and my mood is incurable. Each and everyone one of these stores sells wine. ;)
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Renaissance Faire
Or as the "natives" call it Renfaire. All one word. When I say natives I mean that for a select few this is a life style choice.
I went this past weekend and was immersed in Olde English culture. It is an experience unlike any other and those that are die hard renfaireans are in it for life. So for the past couple of days it has left me with the question.... What is the draw? what's the appeal? What causes a certain dedicated few to come back year after year and dress in garb? (I learned that is the preferred term from a lady in the wagon rental line)
I will say that I enjoyed it, but I can't even say why. Is it because it's like going back in time? Did people of the reinassance really just stand around and yell witty things at you while drinking beer? Because if they did I am so buying a time machine. Of course I would have to counter that with restrictive corsets and the plaque, so maybe not so much.
Some of the highlights:
1. I was introduced to a frightening looking goat man creature monster. Who knew that under all those skulls and leather there is a seemingly normal human being?
2. I ate probably the best turkey leg of my life.
3. A drunk minstrel hitched a ride on the back of Jack's wagon. (this is only a highlight because Jack let him live)
4. I had the pleasure of seeing one of the most intriguing performances of my life; a male belly dancer that could SERIOUSLY shake it!
5. Jack was referred to as escaped dragon bait.
.... and last but not least....
6. I got to ride an elephant
Now if you can name a place where all those things can happen on a regular basis and not just one specific part of the year I am all over that! Especially if I can eat the turkey leg WHILE riding the elephant. Double bonus!!
I went this past weekend and was immersed in Olde English culture. It is an experience unlike any other and those that are die hard renfaireans are in it for life. So for the past couple of days it has left me with the question.... What is the draw? what's the appeal? What causes a certain dedicated few to come back year after year and dress in garb? (I learned that is the preferred term from a lady in the wagon rental line)
I will say that I enjoyed it, but I can't even say why. Is it because it's like going back in time? Did people of the reinassance really just stand around and yell witty things at you while drinking beer? Because if they did I am so buying a time machine. Of course I would have to counter that with restrictive corsets and the plaque, so maybe not so much.
Some of the highlights:
1. I was introduced to a frightening looking goat man creature monster. Who knew that under all those skulls and leather there is a seemingly normal human being?
2. I ate probably the best turkey leg of my life.
3. A drunk minstrel hitched a ride on the back of Jack's wagon. (this is only a highlight because Jack let him live)
4. I had the pleasure of seeing one of the most intriguing performances of my life; a male belly dancer that could SERIOUSLY shake it!
5. Jack was referred to as escaped dragon bait.
.... and last but not least....
6. I got to ride an elephant
Now if you can name a place where all those things can happen on a regular basis and not just one specific part of the year I am all over that! Especially if I can eat the turkey leg WHILE riding the elephant. Double bonus!!
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
One of these days I will finish what I start
As I sit here sharing a box of dried cranberries with my son. Which, by the way, are "very coo" according to him. I decided to look over my blog and see what antics Matt had gotten himself into and what new development had occurred in Robyn's pregnancy. It occurred to me that I have no life.
I have started seven seperate blogs in the past several weeks and have finished none of them. unless you want to hear about work or school or another cute thing Jack did. But wait? that is my life. along with the bad ass e-mails that get traded back and forth between friends during the day that keep me from going postal on the lady that sits next to me that needs concealer. Or the really cool people that I have gotten to know recently. Or the family that I have gotten to recconnect with .
Or why does Jack smell my feet religiously when we hang out in my room? And where did he learn to make that noise that lets me know he thinks my feet smell?
So many things happen in a day that I notice and appreciate that I haven't really been able to focus on one. So one of these days I will finish my blogs all the way through , but for now I am just enjoying creating the experiences that inspire them.
I have started seven seperate blogs in the past several weeks and have finished none of them. unless you want to hear about work or school or another cute thing Jack did. But wait? that is my life. along with the bad ass e-mails that get traded back and forth between friends during the day that keep me from going postal on the lady that sits next to me that needs concealer. Or the really cool people that I have gotten to know recently. Or the family that I have gotten to recconnect with .
Or why does Jack smell my feet religiously when we hang out in my room? And where did he learn to make that noise that lets me know he thinks my feet smell?
So many things happen in a day that I notice and appreciate that I haven't really been able to focus on one. So one of these days I will finish my blogs all the way through , but for now I am just enjoying creating the experiences that inspire them.
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