Happy Effin' Thanksgiving!

Thanksgiving dilema.  So I was all, I'm hosting Thanksgiving after all, and keeping it very simple! And I still am, in spite of the fact that Dick and I are barely speaking and I want to sell both of my children at this moment.  Yes, even Serenity Boy.  But I digress.  I'm hosting my neighbors who are very old and dear friends.  Of course they want to bring something.  Mrs. Cravitz told me, emphasis on told, that she was bringing some kind of a corn casserole that she wants to try.  (It's probably from Schwans; don't get me wrong she is a dear friend, but this is how she rolls).  The dilema is that none of us like corn in much of anything and so no one will eat it.  Some of the other guests might but it's debatable.  So should I just go with it and not say anything, or tell her I'd really like her to bring a salad, which she is really good at?  I'm sure you will all tell me to be nice but I had to ask. My sister, Dinnie, is really my only reader; she'll know what to do. 

Changes

This morning, The Old Soul (or my hubby more recently referred to fondly as Dick, MHRTFAD,) was showing me his prizes from a golf tournament he played in yesterday. It was 42 degress out yesterday and raining/snowing so I thought he was f'ing out of his mind... But I digress. There were water bottles, golf towels, miniature flashlights, an umbrella(duh), quite the haul. But the one that made me perk my head up were the two windshield snow brushes that he said would be useful for WHEN THE KIDS GOT THEIR CARS! WTF?  This is the guy that says we will never contribute to college tuition, they will work their way through like he did and cars will not be automatic entitlements. When did this happen?  It must be part of the mid-life crisis he has been going through which has been exacerbated by the lifting of filters. All the way up. But that's a story for another day. Today I will ponder on this new development and reassure my neurotic student drivers that the car situation will be resolved without a divorce proceeding. 

I'm All Over Happiness

Well, as you can see, I crapped out on the 100 days of Happiness challenge. Don't get me wrong, I've had some happy days, I just got tired of telling about them. That is all.

Hail Mary

March 15, 1956 - July 15, 2008

5 - Day 5 of 100 Days of Happiness (but not in a row:)

So I missed a couple of days. It wasn't because I was not happy. I'm just like that. Normally it might have been months before the next post. Today I am grateful for trips to the mountains with family, more baseball and a daughter who wants me to snuggle because she might be breaking up with her boyfriend. Yay me. 

4 - Day 4 of 100 Days of Happiness

I went to a new women's meeting I hadn't been to before. Lots of sobriety and wisdom there. I stopped at my favorite coffee shop and bought myself a little present.  

I came home to a giant breakfast my husband had cooked for me and the kids. After breakfast we took off for my son's baseball game where he came through in the clutch and brought the winning run home. Yay me!

3 - Day 3 of 100 Days of Happiness

My daughter Cinderella, Cindi for short, emptied the dishwasher and I only had to ask her once!  My son, D2, named after Dick, emptied the recycles without me even asking. Score 2 for Mommie!