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#332: Vacations together April 27, 2012

West Virgina Sunset Over the Mountains

West Virgina Sunset Over the Mountains (Photo credit: Captain Kimo)

Vacations are especially fun with hubby.  We have a few planned this year.  We have a weekend and a week at the beach (2 separate trips).  We have a long weekend visiting relatives in West Virgina.  We have a Thanksgiving trip to visit my husband’s brother.  And we have Christmas in Denver with my brother and his family.


#240: Shopping at Lowes January 6, 2012

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This past weekend we went to Lowes so my husband could buy a gift with the Christmas gift card he received from my brother and his family.  He decided he wanted to buy a tool but didn’t know which one.  At first I followed him around but quickly became bored.  I decided to browse around the store on my own.  Me walking around Lowes is like my husband walking around Michael’s.  I am quickly bored.  Lowes is huge but I managed to go up and down every boring isle.  There’s nothing I wanted to look at. Of course, being a shopper I did still manage to find things to buy.   I found two cute linen-lined wicker clothes hampers with bows.  I also found cleaning products and a heater. I can always find something to buy I need. 

My husband ended up getting a circular saw. 

I said, “Don’t you already have one of those?”

He said, “Yes, but not a power one.  The regular one you have to go zroom, zroom, zroom.  With the power saw it’s just zroom.”

I thanked him for that technical explanation.  Now I get it.  🙂

Lowe's at Aramingo Crossings3


#237: My husband’s famous cornbread dressing January 3, 2012

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I wasn’t feeling very well on Christmas Day.  I caught my husband’s cold.  I still wanted to cook dinner but I ended up making one less side dish.  I had wanted to try a friend’s asparagus casserole dish but just wasn’t up to it.  I had also planned to make cornbread stuffing – the one my husband usually makes – but wasn’t up to that either.   I took him up on his offer to make it.  It is nice to have a husband that knows how to cook. 

We have a stuffing conflict in the house.  It’s a bit of a northern-southern rivalry.  Northerners like stuffing made with white bread.  We call it regular stuffing.  Southerners like corn bread stuffing, which they call dressing.  In fact, they all it regular dressing.  Me, liking all foods, like both.  But I am a rare bird.

Anyway, my husband made his famous cornbread dressing and it was yummy, even though I didn’t have all the ingredients he wanted.  I had one less thing to make and was able to retire to the couch more quickly for vapid staring into the television set.  Oh, the holidays.  🙂   

He doesn’t use a recipe but here’s what’s in it:


chicken broth



boiled chicken thighs, chopped

salt and pepper


Merry Christmas! Baby, It’s Cold Outside! December 25, 2011

Baby, It's Cold Outside

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Merry Christmas to my subscribers and followers and to anyone else who happens by my blog  today!  I hope that you enjoy the day with your family and friends.  Happy Birthday to my dear Lord, Jesus Christ! 

Here are the lyrics of one of my favorite Christmas songs, Baby It’s Cold Outside:

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I really can’t stay – Baby it’s cold outside

I’ve got to go away – Baby it’s cold outside

This evening has been – Been hoping that you’d drop in

So very nice – I’ll hold your hands, they’re just like ice

My mother will start to worry – Beautiful, what’s your hurry

My father will be pacing the floor – Listen to the fireplace roar

So really I’d better scurry – Beautiful, please don’t hurry

Well Maybe just a half a drink more – Put some records on while I pour

The neighbors might think – Baby, it’s bad out there

Say, what’s in this drink – No cabs to be had out there

I wish I knew how – Your eyes are like starlight now

To break this spell – I’ll take your hat, your hair looks swell

I ought to say no, no, no, sir – Mind if I move a little closer

At least I’m gonna say that I tried – What’s the sense in hurting my pride

I really can’t stay – Baby don’t hold out

Ahh, but it’s cold outside

C’mon baby

I simply must go – Baby, it’s cold outside

The answer is no – Ooh baby, it’s cold outside

This welcome has been – I’m lucky that you dropped in

So nice and warm — Look out the window at that storm

My sister will be suspicious – Man, your lips look so delicious

My brother will be there at the door – Waves upon a tropical shore

My maiden aunt’s mind is vicious – Gosh your lips look delicious

Well maybe just a cigarette more – Never such a blizzard before

I’ve got to get home – Oh, baby, you’ll freeze out there

Say, lend me your comb – It’s up to your knees out there

You’ve really been grand – Your eyes are like starlight now

But don’t you see – How can you do this thing to me

There’s bound to be talk tomorrow – Making my life long sorrow

At least there will be plenty implied – If you caught pneumonia and died

I really can’t stay – Get over that old out

Ahh, but it’s cold outside

Baby it’s cold outside

Brr it’s cold…

It’s cold out there

Can’t you stay awhile longer baby

Well… I really shouldn’t… alright

Make it worth your while baby

Ahh, do that again…


#225: Missing our parents at Christmas December 15, 2011

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The other day while I was cooking, I was playing Christmas music.  Mariah Carey’s Miss You Most At Christmas Time came on and it made me a bit teary eyed.  The person I was missing was my Dad.  He died when I was 18.  He loved Christmas and I’d love to have him here at Christmas and always.  My husband’s parents have passed away.  I know he’d love to have them here, especially his Mom.  Although I can’t say that missing our parents is something I love about being married, missing them together takes a bit of the sting away.  To all of you missing loved ones during the holidays, may God take away your pain and leave you with beautiful memories of the times you spent together.    

The fire is burning
The room’s all aglow
Outside the December wind blows
Away in the distance
The carolers sing in the snow
Everybody’s laughing
The world is celebrating
And everyone’s so happy
Except for me tonight

I miss you
Most at Christmas time
And I can’t get you
Get you off my mind
Every other season comes along
And I’m all right
But then I miss you
Most at Christmas time


#224: The Grinch Who Married Cindy Lou Who December 14, 2011


I often joke that a great Halloween costume for my husband and me would be the Grinch and little Cindy Lou Who.  Of course, I would be Cindy Lou.  My husband is a bit Grinch-like.  He is not always merry.  He can be a bit grouchy.  And serious.  I on the other hand am the “why can’t everyone just get along” type who lives in a world where hope springs eternal.  We are the perfect match in that way and I’ve posted about it before.  At Christmas time these roles become clear again. I want to over decorate, my husband would rather not.  So you can imagine my amazement recently when I asked my husband to help me hang wreaths on the 3 windows on the side of our house.  He said he would go to Home Depot to get hooks for the wreaths and asked me to pick up 2 more wreaths for the front windows.  What?  Get more wreaths?  Am I rubbing off on him?  I may have to take back that Bah Humbug hat I got him!


#217: How do you hang your mistletoe? December 4, 2011

I decorated for Christmas over the weekend.  How you go about decorating for Christmas (and whether you decorate at all) depends upon your culture, upbringing, and personal taste.  My husband and I have been married for four years so we are still reconciling our decorating differences.  When you marry, just like you have to meld your everyday styles of furniture and decor, you have to do the same with decorating for holidays.

Let’s take Christmas trees for instance.  I like a real tree, preferably cut down myself from a tree farm.  (I don’t go so far as to want to go up a mountain and cut one down as my Colorado brother suggested).  Those tree farms also serve hot chocolate and cookies.  It’s all about the snacks.  My husband would rather have a fake tree that you get out and assemble – no outing, no watering, no needles everywhere, no drama.  But alas, no glorious pine smell!  The compromise? We got a real tree this year from Home Depot.  After Christmas we are going to get a fake tree on sale.  I want one with lights already built-in.  I hate putting on lights and trying to hide them.  Although we will usually go with the artificial tree, any time I want to get a real one, I can.

Anyway, there are a gazillion things like this: how to wrap presents (gift boxes or bags), how far to go with decorating (decorating lite or over the top), outside lights or not, etc.  For me, Christmas is all about tradition.  I love looking at my collection of ornaments.  I have a couple I made as a child.  They are wooden and I painted them.  I have my son’s baby’s first Christmas ornament and I also hang his first pair of hard shoes and his baby cup from the tree.  There are the ornaments we have started collecting since we met.  The 2006 ornament from our first Christmas together.  The Montreal ornament we bought while we were on our honeymoon.  The Minnie and Mickey Mouse sitting inside a giant wedding ring that we got in Disney World when we were newlyweds.  We are creating our own Christmas memories now and we are doing that by squashing my likes into his likes and ending up with “our.”  You see “mine” + “mine” = “ours.”   “Ours” may not be exactly what you think you want, but it is exactly what you need.


#191: Giving Gifts October 31, 2011

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One of the things I love about marriage is the giving of gifts, especially at Christmas.  It got me thinking about gifts and how crazy we can all get at this time of year.  Christmas is certainly not about expensive things and it’s not even about things. The true meaning of Christmas is marveling at the birth of our Lord who was born in order to die for our sins. That was the ultimate gift from God.  Also, on a lesser note, there were the wise men and others who brought gifts to the baby Jesus.  So I get where the gift thing came from.  But gifting has become such an ugly ritual at times when it is disconnected from the true meaning of Christmas.  In our gift giving to our spouses, children, family and friends, let us give in love. Let us not overspend. Let us cut back, not out of selfishness or greed, but out of deep respect for our Lord.  Let us make and bake.  Let us give of our time. Let us give to the poor.  Let us give small practical things that people need.  Let us enjoy giving things our loved ones want, within reason. And let us feel the warmth in our hearts as we contemplate the son of our God, sleeping in a humble manger in the hay.