Overshare. It's what I do.

I have so much to do today and I am sitting here on my ass reading crap online that really has no relevance to my life. Meh.
I need to clean up around here.
Then I need to drag boxes o' crap in here.
Then I will get frustrated because it is messy again.
I need to then deck my halls.
Then clear out the clutter. ( I almost typed clitter. I should leave it. That lil friend needs attention too)
Then I can relax with a bottle of vino, my hubby. the Andy Williams Christmas Album and sparkly lights.
Maybe. If I get off my ass and get it done.

DECK THE HALLS.

Sorry, I was soooooooooo slack with Turkey Day Pics. I only took one pic of my bread. You really do not want to see dough. Trust.
Today is the day we drag out all the hoo has and pretty lights.

Let Us Break Bread Together!

Or eat it.......

I am starting with a Sourdough. The starter is about 3 weeks old. So far it has done pretty well.
Yes there will be pictures~

Turkey Day and all that.

We traditionally run crazy this time of the year. Especially when we BOTH were in the hospitality industry. Even with my parents being in Florida, we still run around like the proverbial Rhode Island Red with no head. ( We had a RIR, he was one mean sumbitch, his name was Hong Kong Phoey, long story...). We have tried to be as accommodating with our older kids as our parents have been with us. It gets to a point though when you have to say "Hey, people, this is where we are gonna be, this is what time we are eating, our bus leaves at this time". It makes things so much easier.
I also in the past have made a dinner just for our kids, significant others, and grandkids. One of the reasons is because we typically would both be working Turkey Day and it would be the only chance to sit down with them. This year we are just gonna stick with going to my sister in law's in Georgia. I will still make some awesome bread and Bill is planning a pumpkin pie. I will be testing bread recipes tomorrow.
Our family has changed in some ways since last Turkey Day, jobs, people coming and going out of our lives, but we still all need time to break bread as a family and appreciate each other.
Stay tuned for trial bread~!

My Husband gets pissy when I am right.

He gets pissy alot.

To everything there is a season.

Well, my baby girl, my first born ,my oldest offspring turned 21 today. It also marks the 20th anniversary of a dear friend of my husband's. RIP Johnny.

I of course, am recollecting back to that first night with Haley when I was all hormonal. Nobody told me...or I did not listen...to the fact that there would be pain AFTER. WTF?? I had just pushed this 9 lb 7 oz, 24 inch long bundle of absolute perfection out of my vertical smile. The pain should be DONE. But no.......however they eventually brought me good drugs and after I fought with a nurse ( this was the early days of rooming in and a few nurses were not hip to the concept) I settled down with my baby girl for a good cry. Her dad was off getting me real food.

I, at the time did not have the best relationship with my mother. I was a daddy's girl. My mother was also a change of life baby that was 20 years younger than her youngest brother. There was a whole different vibe when she was growing up. I think I disappointed her with my independence at the time. I also think she was a tad jealous. It is funny though how now she is one of my favorite people . Our bond has grown as we have aged and I actually want to be around my parents. Those two are tons of blog posts in themselves. I will give you one hint. Diabeetus.

The past 21 years have not been all unicorns and rainbows. Cuz, garsh, she was another version of me. And there were times that my illness just did not let me be the best of moms. But we made it. And she has made it. She is an awesome mommy to my grandkids. Maddie actually CHOSE to go with her home instead of staying with Namma and Poppop. The nerve of the kid.
( Haley, my oldest and Maddie, my GRAND)

So Happy Birthday Sweetheart. I hope all your wishes come true.

Ch-Ch-Changes

I am gonna be revamping and moving Wild and Untamed Thing. Until I dig the techy know how out of the dregs of my brain I will continue here. I kinda want this to be more than just my drunken ramblings about my family. While they are awesome to talk about and even MORE awesome when I am drinking, I have more to offer you.
I take pretty pichurs.
I bake.
I create devine stuffs to eat with my hubby.
We have a neat life and I kinda want my space on the web to journal that life. So you can be jealous. Ok not really, so you can share.
Now it ain't all pecan pies and lobster newburg. Nope. I also have bi-polar and my husband has some issues with his legs. My oldest child has some upheaval in her life. My 18 year old son is just that. An 18 year old boy/man. Nuff said.
There is also lil mis perfect. My 12 year old. Who I homeschool and who is my best bud. Well she is unless she does not clean the bathrooms.
I want to write. Alot. I just do not seem to have the time. I failed miserably in my goal of 31 days of posts because I was NOT failing at my life. Kinda ironic huh? That not meeting a goal was actually a sign of success in other areas of my life. The reason that I could not meet those posts was because I was doing so well professionally and emotionally. I wanted to do something other than cling to my laptop. I spent more time with my kids and hubby. And of course Madeline....who is the best granddaughter EVAH.

That's right Maddie...the future is so bright we gotta wear shades.