Thursday, November 25, 2010

Happy Thanksgiving!



May your stuffing be tasty
May your turkey be plump
May your potatoes and gravy
Have nary a lump.

May your yams be delicious
And your pies take the prize.
And may your Thanksgiving dinner
Stay off your thighs!


Happy Thanksgiving, People! I love you!


(I also love pie. Maybe more than I love you, I'm not sure.)

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

I'm grateful

For lots of things. 'Tis the season for that sort of thing, so I thought I'd make a list. (You know that I am a lover of lists. Any excuse to make one is good enough for me!)

I'm grateful for:
Aunt Marie (Callendar's) Razzleberry Pie
Potatoes and Gravy
Good Books
Fabulous Friends
Modern Medicine
European Chocolate
Cousins
My Siblings
Extra Blankets
New Hairspray
A Cancer-Free CT Scan
New Kittens (that don't live at my house)
Christmas Lights
Hot Chocolate
Sunday Dinner
Hugs and Kisses
Babies
Girlfriends
Movies
Popcorn
The Gospel
Faith
Prayer
My Health
Parents
The George Foreman Grill
Betty Crocker Mini-Delight Chocolate Cakes
Freedom
Dictionary.com
PW's Short Ribs Recipe
Roasted Almonds
Cinnamon Rolls
Facebook
The Red Velour Robe
Arm & Hammer Toothpaste
Mom's Homemade Bread
My Laugh (because it reminds me of my mom on a daily, and sometimes hourly, basis)
The Cloud Bed
The Examples of My Friends
A Girl Named Zippy (best book ever - if you haven't read it, fix that in your life!)
Microwave Popcorn
Ibuprofen
Tylenol PM
Stool Softener (yeah, still... don't judge)
Cream (both heavy and whipped)
Shredded Wheat
Pain-free Days
The Ability to Roll and/or Bend Over
Having Sufficient Stomach Muscles to Wear Heels Again
Extra Pillows
Rain
Turkey and Cranberry Sauce (the kind from a can - delish!)
Warm Chocolate Chip Cookies
My Nieces and Nephews
My Testimony
My People
My Life

For all of this and more, I am grateful.

The End.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

What I'm doing this weekend



That's right.

I'm going to Disneyland. And renting a wheelchair. I have special needs, and I don't care who knows it! (Also, rumor is that if you have a wheelchair, you go to the head of every line. Of course, I'm pretty sure the doctor's note I have will do that for me, too... So, maybe I won't rent a wheelchair. I'm gonna see how long I can stand/walk before I make the decision.)

Viva la Disney, people!

* Artwork courtesy of Judy Evans. (She called this "Laurie at Disneyland, with California hair" - because our hair gets WAY curlier in CA than it is in AZ.)

Monday, November 15, 2010

Happy National Bundt Cake Day!



Go forth and bake a cake! (Preferably a bundt cake, unless you don't know what that is and/or are afraid of the hole in the middle like the Greeks.)

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

How do you know it's November?

Because I have an eternally open box of these on my kitchen counter.



Breakfast, lunch, dinner, midnight snack... Any time's a good time for a cherry cordial, people!

I am usually a stickler for pricier chocolate (this we know: Laurie is not a cheap date), but there's just something about these stupid Queen Anne chocolate cherries that brings me joy. Maybe it's the memories of fighting my siblings (and/or parents) for the last one. (Maybe = absolutely in this context, btw.)

Happy Month Before Christmas to me! :-)

Monday, November 8, 2010

Oops, I did it again!

Please pardon the Britney Spears reference, but check this out:



What's that? Oh, that's a gas nozzle and hose lying on the ground by my car. How'd it get there? Oh, I drove off with the stupid nozzle in my car - AGAIN. Awesome! (The upside? This time around there wasn't a group of sweet Mexican men to heckle me. "Hey lady, you broke thee ting!" I know, it's not much, but I've found that it's best to be grateful for the little things.)

This is what happened:

I stopped to get gas on my way to work.
I went in to get breakfast while my gas was pumping. (Cheetos and lemonade, for those of you who wonder what I like to eat for breakfast on gas station days.)
I walked out, put my breakfast, my purse and myself into the car.
Drove off.
Heard popping sound.
Muttered expletives (because I know the popping sound that the hose makes as it pulls away from the pump - I know it very well).
Drove back into gas station.
Parked my car.
Got out, drug the nozzle and hose up to the pump.
Walked into the gas station to tell the attendant that they needed to close down pump #12, as it had been incapacitated by yours truly.

Awesome.

I walked back into the gas station and the cashier (from whom I had purchased the aforementioned 44 oz lemonade and grab bag of Cheetos) asked if she could help me. I told her that I just wanted to let her know that I'd driven off with the hose from pump 12. She gave me a one-eyebrow-raised look and said "It's a good thing you don't have to go to traffic school for that kind of thing, isn't it?".

Like she knew I was a repeat offender or something. (I was at a different gas station this time, even.) All I can think is... it either happens a lot, and that's what she always says, or word gets around and I need to start buying gas on the other side of town.

My life, it slays me.

Saturday, November 6, 2010

A musical review, courtesy of my friends at YouTube

I tweeted last night that I have a new singing boyfriend. It's true, I do. I went to see Straight No Chaser (I always want to punctuate their name - that's how obsessed I am with commas - true story) and oh, my word. The kid singing lead vocals on this song? Be still my beating heart. (And I'm not just saying that because he's singing a Mraz song. Though that would have been enough to do it...)



The Lady Gaga Medley? Oh, my. I laughed my fool head off. (I just wish the video was a tad bit clearer. The dancing - and kitty-cat arm moves - hysterial.)



Who loves a deep bass voice? I do, I do!



And who loves a good Michael Jackson cover? Uh... me. (Seriously, one of my fav things about this group is how they take songs from totally different periods/genres and fuse them seamlessly. Oh. My. Gosh.) Check it:



Most people know them for their Christmas stuff:



But seriously, check out their other stuff. Their new album? Seriously, A-MAZING. (And I'm not just saying that because I want you to support me in my new romance.) There's just something about an A Capella group. Straight No Chaser, they make me swoon.