A time for change, a time to start a new....

I am not sad to see 2010 ring out.
It was a good year in many ways - but in just as many, it was not a great year at all.

The ringing of the New Year is not only a way to "out with the old" and "in with the new", it's also a time to embrace the changes and personal growth we've gone through. No experience, even the worst of them - doesn't allow for some semblence of growth and change. We don't always see the benefit at that very moment - but we typically do as time goes on.

So as I raise my glass tonight at the stroke of midnight, this is my farewell toast to 2010:


Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don't resist them - that only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like.

May your 2011 be filled with love, laughter & light....

Almost over....

So, I'm happy to say that the holiday season is almost over.
I'm really looking forward to the end of the work day tomorrow....it's been a fantastic holiday season for business - but truth be told, I'm tired at this point. And very ready to enjoy a little downtime.

I've not taken a day off since August - and prior to that, hadn't taken one since the previous July. I've yet to make a Wrentham run this year (try to conceal your surprise! it's total shock and awe to me when I think about it....), I've barely been consistent with yoga - and I never got that massage I needed. Actually, I need to get back to acupuncture because my headaches are becoming worse and worse again.

Needless to say, I've neglected myself once again. But that's okay -- in due time, I'll get to spoil myself a bit. I plan on taking a day off in January for a little Wrentham Therapy; and I'd like to get to the mall now that the holiday insanity is over to capitalize on all those excellent gift cards I received for my birthday.

And I will be back to yoga (after a good pedicure, of course....) and acupuncture.

Tomorrow I'll post my yearly toast to the new year - and then of course, my resolutions shortly thereafter; and suffice to say there will be a bit more things about me in them this year!

*sighs*

Men.
You can't live with 'em -- and you can't kill 'em.

So what's the point...?

Kickin' it old school...

My laptop died last night.
So sad. This is my 2d one in two years.
Seriously.

I loved my Toshiba; though truthfully I'm thinking of switching to a Dell because I haven't heard of many Dells dying... or possibly an HP. My desktop (which I'm on right now) is an HP and I've never had any issues with it whatsoever.

The only thing is, I can't get to the store before New Years Day; so I may have to order it online and have it shipped.
Hopefully I can get it before New Year's Eve....

Unbelievable as to how disconnected I feel without it.

Merry Merry, Mistletoe and Cheers!

Why is it 5 minutes to midnight and I'm blogging..?
Because I'm exhausted; but need time to unwind.

Christmas dinner is mostly prepped and par-cooked; I only have to partially cook the potatoes & eggplant tomorrow, and the shrimp for cocktail and antipasto/salad are done that day - as is the asparagus. And of course the tenderloin and ham are cooked that day as well. But the lobster bisque is complete, the stuffed peppers are made and the lasagna is done. Kitchen is clean....floors are washed, garbage is out....and the Champagne has been consumed. Yes, I did say champagne. A good champagne at that - and a whole bottle of it no less. I deserve it, I do believe...

Did I mention that the store had an amazing night??? I wasn't quite expecting the crowd I received. I am absolutely exhausted.

Fortunately, most of the gifts are wrapped; I still have a few to do tomorrow but most are done. I have work in the morning....and then it's home to bathe the kids, set the table and extension with chairs, do the place settings.....and then be a guest for Christmas Eve.

Before the chaos known as Christmas morning takes place. Did I mention I have three grown men having a "Sleepover" on Christmas Eve? No? Hmm. Well, I do. I did refer to it as "chaos", right?

Listen, truth of the matter is -- I love, love, love this time of year. Sure, I'm exhausted and it's hustle and bustle -- but seriously, it's so worth it. There's nothing better than sitting around the table with your family and friends and enjoying good times, good food and some laughter. I love being hostess - and while I struggle with not having to have everything "perfect", I do get to enjoy the day despite it being alot of work. I enjoy this kind of work....it's not painful, it's painstaking - and that's entirely different. I try so very hard to have everyone be comfortable and enjoy themselves -- that's a good thing, not bad - so it's not something not to enjoy.

I don't know that I'll get to blog before Christmas, so if not -- I wish all of you who happen to stop in and read (even if you don't comment!) a happy and beautiful Christmas. I hope you are surrounded by love and laughter - and I hope that you smile and enjoy the beauty of the holiday.

Always.....
Rebecca

PS: While I'm so very happy that Jason is staying for another year - and I know that Santa gave me that gift early -- I still would like to just throw out there that if the Captain is a wine fan -- and he reads my blog (hoping, wishing, praying...silly, I know!) - someone, anyone - let me know what he drinks. 'Mkay? Great. Thanks!

Lyrically speaking....

Christmas is here
Everywhere, oh
Christmas is here
If you care, oh

If there is love in your heart and your mind
You will feel like Christmas all the time

I feel you Christmas
I know I've found you
You never fade away
The joy of Christmas
Stays here inside us
Fills each and every heart with love

Where are you Christmas
Fill your heart with love...

Just breathe....

So, I've been MIA for a day or two because this is the height of my busy season.
But have no fear, I will be back shortly.

I'm just too tired to have anything fun or witty to say.

And I FORGOT to DVR the Captain on the Today show!?!?! If anyone knows if it's on YouTube or has a link - could you please share?

This girl would forever be in your debt.....

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow....

Well, not really.
I'm not wanting snow right now!
Christmas Eve -- sure.
But now...?!?!?

If you just believe.....

Tonight I watched my all time favorite Christmas movie - and I had not seen it since I was about 21 years old: "Miracle on 34th St.".

I had the kids watch it with me which truthfully, I was relatively torn about. My son is 9.5 and definitely still believes in Santa. Without a doubt. Plus, he's always asked if I believe and of course, I absolutely do. Santa is just a manifestation of the kindness and generosity of the human spirit. And I do believe in that, whole heartedly. Fortunately, he appreciated the movie for what it was, and still believes in the man in the red suit; he mentioned before going up to bed that he was going to "ask Santa" for something tomorrow. Tomorrow night, both kids are writing their letters and we'll be dropping them off in the mail.

I am hopeful that they day won't come where the kids don't "believe" in Santa Claus; I am thinking that while they may not believe that there is just one man in a red suit who flies through the air at night - there is "Santa" within us all, and that the magic of Christmas doesn't have to be just once a year...though it may feel more magical at this time, the truth is that the kindness of spirit is something that we should share all year round...and at all times, with all people.

Truth of the matter is, when Christmas Eve comes -- and we hear the "spotting" of his sleigh in the sky, we all look up and watch. And for just a tiny second, every single one of us thinks maybe, just maybe....and that is what Christmas is about.

Hope, faith, believe and love.

Holiday wishes....holiday kisses

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens. Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens. Brown paper packages tied up with strings -- These are a few of my favorite things.

Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels. Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles. Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings --
These are a few of my favorite things.

Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes. Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes. Silver white winters that melt into springs -- These are a few of my favorite things.

When the dog bites;
When the bee stings;
When I'm feeling sad;
I simply remember my favorite things -- and then I don't feel so bad.

Happy Days are here again!!

(Thanks Trags!!)

Over the river and to the woods, to Grandmother's house we go....

1. What is your favorite Christmas Movie?
My absolute all time favorite is "Miracle on 34th St." - but I love, love, love the one with Natalie Wood.

2. Favorite Christmas Song?
This is a tough question. I'm sort of a purist, so most of my favorites are the classics -though I love them redone by artists such as Josh Grobin, Martina McBride, Carrie Underwood, etc. I typically love "Oh, Holy Night", "What Child is This", "Do you hear what I hear", etc.

But....I also love some newer songs, such as "Believe" by Josh Groban, "Where are you Christmas" by Faith Hill - and who didn't get choked up hearing "Buy these shoes" by Bob Carlisle when it first came out.

3. Favorite Holiday Memory?
I have so many great holiday memories. My favorite is a tie: surprising my sister & aunt w. my Mother after she moved to Florida. I have that one on tape....and they had no clue. She was hiding in the bathroom, and then came out to the dinner table without anyone noticing until she was there. Priceless...

Second, was G surprising me with a spectacular scavenger hunt around the house....just to end up back where I started with a beautiful diamond ring waiting for me. The hunt was even better than the reward - because the sentiment and romance that went into it - was invalueable. It wasn't my original diamond either, but a holiday "upgrade", if you will.

4. What kind of cookie/treat do you like to make?
Um, not sure if you're new to this blog, but I cook. I don't bake. For lack of a better term, I suck at baking.

5. Have you ever made an igloo? Like a real igloo?
No, but I've many a mean snow fort in my day. I was a kid during the Blizzard of '78 - and man, did we have snow. But in general, we had a ton more snow when I was little than we get today.

6. Do you love Starbucks?
As a matter of fact - I do. After years of throwing away cups of poorly made coffee - I finally get a perfect cup nearly every time. I was paying $2.10 at Dunks for a medium that was either burned, tasted like soap, wasn't made properly, or some other atrocity. Now, I pay $2.25 for a Grande and it's perfect every flipping time. Sure - it took me some time to get used to a stronger cup of coffee but it's so worth it. And no one makes a better peppermint mocha!

7. What makes the perfect Snowman?
All of its imperfections! It's all about the love....

8 What is your favorite part about Christmas?
What isn't there to love? I love it all. I can't say which one is my favorite part actually -- I love to give gifts, I love to cook dinner, I love to decorate the tree - I love to drive around looking at Christmas lights with kids, I love receiving everyone's Christmas cards. And best of all, I love the sense of spirit and happiness that everyone seems to be in this time of year.

9. Best gift you have ever received?
I've been fortunate to have received so many great gifts; I'm incredibly sentimental, so when I say I don't have a "best" gift - I mean it. However, my most treasured possession is also one of my most sentimental gifts - and it's a home made recipe book that my parents gave me when I was in my 20's; it features all of their recipes that are my childhood favorites - and new ones that they thought I might like. Everything is printed and in protective binders in a three ring notebook.

10. What is the snowman's name on Rudolph?
There's a snowman in Rudolph?
Oh...the narrator?! I don't know. But Burl Ives is his voice. (It took a second for that to click for me!)

11.Silver or Gold?
Depends on what, and where. For example, I prefer silver or white gold jewelry. But I love brushed gold matte ornaments - or gold brocade on burgundy velvet.

12. What is your favorite Christmas decoration?
The tree. And of course -fabulously scented candles because it's all about ambiance!

13. What's your Christmas decorating style?
I'd say overall traditional leaning towards victorian - but I have lots of fun and whimsical thrown in there.

14. Do you hang stockings?
No...the kids don't really know about stocking stuffers yet. Thank God!

15. How many days do you celebrate Christmas?
Did something change...? Isn't it only one day??

16. What was your favorite ornament on the tree as a child?
The play doh ornaments my Mom would let me make.

17. Where will you be spending this Christmas?
At home. Christmas is at my house - and it's always dinner that is a huge celebration.

18. What is your least favorite Christmas movie?
I don't know actually.

19. What do you want for Christmas this year?
World peace. The cure for Cancer. Jason Varitek.
(What?? It's not like I'm asking for a million dollars or anything...! )

20. Have you been naughty or nice this year?
I'm always, painfully, boring and nice. G wishes that there was a bit more naughty in me, but hey - a girl can't be perfect, right?

Greeting cards have all been sent...the Christmas rush is through.

Well, not exactly....
But I did just finish up round 1 of the Christmas cards and they are ready to be mailed.

I love Christmas cards; I love to get them, of course.
But I really enjoy writing them.

Even if there are some people that are part of your life - but times have changed, and so you don't have any interaction with them but that one time a year - it's the one time that we actually take a moment to not only include maybe a photograph of where we're at in life, but usually a handwritten note as well.

(Handwritten...ah, but weren't those the good ol' days, weren't they?)

It's lovely; no abbrieviations of laughter (LOL) or talking to you later (TTYL)....just a personal touch of ink, proper and full grammar, and sentiment.

And I can't wait to bring them to the post office tomorrow!

My my, what a thumping good read, lions eating Christians, people nailing each other to two by fours. I'll say, you won't find that in Winnie the Pooh

1. That stomach bug is miserable. So, it seems everyone has been getting variations of a theme with this stomach bug that's going around. Fortunately, I seemed to have gotten it the worst out of everyone here. I say fortunately, because I hate when the kids get so sick; but while I didn't have to make any trips to the bathroom - it wasnt' that kind of a bug - I felt awful. Horrible sharp stomach pains, throbbing headache and a fever. I felt like someone beat me with a bat all over my body...and I couldn't even sleep. Fortunately, I feel back to normal today, though it took until mid-afternoon. Truly a 24 hour cycle with this one. Thank God we didn't get tickets to the game last night!

2. What a freaking great game last night! Fortunately, I was able to listen to the game even though I couldn't really watch it; I was so uncomfortable and in this weird zone because of the fever, that I heard the whole thing and was able to watch some of it - like picks got me to turn my head and watch the tv - as did touchdowns. Or both - picks & six, as you will.

3. I don't understand why bad things happen to good people. Elizabeth Edwards just passed away and it's just so sad. That lovely woman was so gracious and had been through so much tragedy even before her philandering husband decided to impregnate some political groupie. And to think they divorced just a mere 11 months before her passing; I don't know if that was ultimately happiness and freedom to her despite her diagnosis. It very well may have been.... She certainly is not the only example of bad things/good people, clearly. But us "normal folk" don't have to have a public persona in the face of personal tragedy. And sometimes, I think there needs to be more compassion for the person who doesn't have the luxury of privacy during
difficult times. Especially since it wasn't necessarily her choice to be such a public figure.

4. The weekend was fun! Here are a few pics of our celebrating weekend... 'tis the season to be jolly!

Who doesn't love holiday traditions....

Tonight was the annual tree decorating soiree...

It's funny, over the past few years - my tree has downsized. I used to have this amazingly huge tree, about 7.5 feet but very full - with over 1000 lights on it. It was stunning.... but last year, the middle section wouldn't light up, so I ended up buying this very small, thin replacement tree.

I used about 1/3 of my ornaments this year, and even less ribbon; and I still need to get a new tree skirt tomorrow. But it still looks pretty! And we hung all of our most favorite ornaments, which is most important. I mean, there are tons we could've hung - but we chose our very favorites which almost makes the tree that much more special this year.

So it was a great night....chinese food, pumpkin and gingerbread donuts....and then Princess Petunia caught the nasty stomach bug that's been circulating, and yuck - vomit everywhere. Nothing this Mom can't handle though. In the tub she went, I washed the floor... and she promptly fell asleep. At this rate, by about 9 a.m. she should be as good as new.

And this weekend we're chock full of holiday parties, so it should be a fun and relaxing enjoyable weekend for all of us in the "I'm just a Girl" family.

I hope that you do the same.

Yes Rebecca, there IS a Santa Claus....

And this girl just got her present early....

http://sports.espn.go.com/boston/mlb/news/story?id=5876068&campaign=rss&source=MLBHeadlines

I could go on and on about why I think this was a smart decision; but rather than get into the guts of it all, I'd rather bask in the glory.

What else to chat about....let's see.
I did get a great hair cut today - I needed it badly. My hair was too long, too blah. It was the perfect pick me up on an otherwise drab day. Until of course, I got the aforementioned news.

Tomorrow is the night that we are decorating the tree at home, and the kids are psyched. It's report card night - and to reward good grades, we always order out. So we'll be listening to music, decorating the tree - enjoying some takeout and for dessert: pumpkin and gingerbread donuts for all. I love, love, love Fridays - and especially when they're filled with happiness and laughter. There's no better way to end a week....

Yet again, another person who believes the symbol on the hood of their car...

Dear Asshole in the Red Mercedes,
Yes you - you know who you are; from 93 South driving into a certain north shore city. Thanks for the rousing lean on your horn while I was in stand still traffic getting off the exit. You were so impatient, you made me swerve over to the left - so you could make an illegal turn and cut everyone of us that was patiently waiting in line to make the very same turn.

Funny thing is, we were going to the very same place -- and you ended up being only one car ahead of me despite your ignorant impatience -- and then I, ended up ahead of you. Was it really worth it?

Amazing how many times I post about ignorant Mercedes drivers.

'Tis the Season....

So, today I'm Domestic Supergoddess for half the day. My little guy has a bug of some sort - not quite a stomach bug (thank GOD!) but not right either. Stomach ache, headache, and just blah. So not like him to not want to go to school, believe it or not; so I'm home with him until later this afternoon because at this time of year - I need to be at the store for a few hours anyway. So right now, the house has been vaccumed with the floors washed, laundry is going - and the little guy and I are just hanging out relaxing and watching some fun kids game shows on Cartoon Network. It's been quite nice just relaxing which is something I don't often get to do.

I switched the fall decorations outside to winter too; I promised the kids I'd hang the icicle lights when I get home later, so we will have the outside ready for winter. We're not putting the tree up until Friday night, which is late for us - but still, plenty of time for the holiday. After the drama with practically decapitating my toes with the tree base a few weeks ago, I'm in no rush to bring it downstairs.

I should really run this morning before going to work; I may just do that actually. I've been putting it off and putting it off - but I do need to get back into the swing of things; and with having to put yoga on hold for a few more weeks because of the holiday, no better time than now to hit the treadmill.

This morning I also finalized my holiday menu; I found out last night I'm going to have 16 adults and 4 children, so I've opted to not go quite so complicated on the menu this year. I believe the menu will be as follows: Appetizers (cheese ball, crackers, smoked salmon & cream cheese), Shrimp Cocktail, Lobster Bisque, Salad, Sausage Stuffed Peppers, Lasagna (special request!), Honey of a Ham (I haven't bought one of those in years, and I think I want to get one this year...they're freaking spectacular), and Tenderloin Beef. Of course, roasted potatoes & eggplant and probably Sweet Potatoes.

I love, love, love a full house on Christmas. It's truly the most wonderful time of the year....

All I want is a room somewhere, far away from the cold night air...

You Are Apple Cinnamon Tea

You are a warm and friendly person. You have a compassionate heart, and it shows. You are naturally sweet and kind. Your spirit of generosity is far reaching. You love to be cozy and comfortable. You are a natural homebody. And while you like to be at home, you're not a hermit. You love it when your friends make themselves at home at your place.

What Herbal Tea Are You?

You Are a Plain Ole Cup of Joe

But don't think plain - instead think, uncomplicated You're a low maintenance kind of girl... who can hang with the guys Down to earth, easy going, and fun! Yup, that's you: the friend everyone invites. And your dependable too. Both for a laugh and a sympathetic ear.

What Kind of Coffee Girl Are You?

Friday's Thoughts....

1. Turkey's on! So, being a guest on Thanksgiving doesn't afford you leftovers...so what's on my menu for tonight? You guessed it - Turkey. In the oven roasting as we speak. Funny thing is - I don't love turkey on Thanksgiving, as a matter of fact - I didn't even eat any yesterday. I was too full from all the past beforehand. But today, I'm all over it. And I've got the most delicious lemon herbed butter under the skin....this girl just can't wait to eat.

2. Did I mention how much fun the Patriot's game was? Oh My God. Loved it. We met Robert Kraft afterwards --who was incredibly nice...and we almost bought tickets to the upcoming Jets game - but there's NO availability at Patriots Place. And there's no way we'd drive home after an 8pm game.

3. Insanely busy weekend! Big birthday bash for G tomorrow night so I'm running all over the place tomorrow beforehand. Was supposed to be a surprise but a certain family member (brother in law) blew that, so...whatever. Tomorrow there's also a food show that I need to make an appearance at with the kiddies. Sunday is the metamorphosis of the store to holiday....then it's a girls shopping day for myself, Princess Petunia and my sister and niece. Which means that my own tree is going to have to wait until a week from tonight because this girl is going to be exhausted Sunday night.

We should just be thankful for being together. I think that's what they mean by 'Thanksgiving,' Charlie Brown.

I am thankful for the health and happiness of those that I love...
I am thankful for the friends that I consider family...
I am thankful for the family who are also my friends.

I am thankful for the happy memories I have of my mother; it's funny - on Thanksgiving morning, I always remember the smell of the house. Though we always had dinner at my Auntie Saralee's, my mother always had breakfast going - and we would watch the Macy's Day Parade together. Always one of my more favorite memories of childhood.

I am thankful for being born in America, and being entitled to all the liberties, freedom and grace that comes with that birth right.

I am thankful for all of my flaws and imperfections; life would be incredibly boring if I was perfect.

I am always and forever thankful for the three people I share my day to day life and home with. You are my love, my heart and soul - and I am always so appreciative to have you. (Even when I'm angry with you....)

A message to my friend who's got a "sticky" sense of humor....

Karma's a bitch.
And so am I....

What goes around comes around...
....and I will get you my pretty.

Good times...good times.

Today I took the kids to the Boston Super Mega Fest today in Framingham. I have to say - it was pretty fun! Nice and tame, in comparison to ComicCon (I've never attended, but heard all about today from some interesting types who are clearly "hard core" into this scene...) which is not. I had to break the news to my innocent 9 year old - much to his dismay, that the ComicCon show would be inappropriate for such tender years. But today's show, was fun for all.

I was very excited, but not in that "crazy comic book cult fan stalker way" (no offense to anyone reading) to meet one of my two favorite characters from "True Blood". Love, love, love the character Pam. Love her! And the actress, Kristin Bauer who portrays her is quite lovely in contrast - which makes me enjoy the character that much more...

Afterwards, we enjoyed a delicious and filling lunch at Minado in Natick....one of our very favorite places to go to on a Saturday afternoon.

Tomorrow... it's up early to do holiday ordering and then....the Patriots game! I'd not mentioned this sooner because I wasn't supposed to be going. I got G for his birthday two really unbelievable seats about 25 rows up from the field - for the Colt's game. Oh, and a stadium view room so he could stay and relax and enjoy his attendance at Patriots Place and all that it brings - without the pressures and struggles of traffic. This of course meant he could bring one of his friends, or his brother - whomever. Well, even though he was supposed to go with his brother - he twisted my arm -- and I'll be joining him instead. I've never been to a game so I'm pretty psyched. He & I were hoping to do this together for our 10th anniversary but never got around to it....and this wasn't meant to be a gift where I was a part of it -- so the coordination to pull it off is a bit crazy -- but I'm glad that we're going to be going together.

So while this weekend is incredibly busy - its going to be fun -- and it all has been rather unexpected. Sometimes, those are the best times -- the plans that were never really made at all, but just sort of happened....

Cool, Calm, Collected....

Your Colors Are Neutral

Your colors are subdued - like grays, tans, black, and white. You are a classy and elegant person. You don't need or want too much flash. You have an eye for quality, and you are a big believer in "less is more." You are a solid, unwavering person. You are very comfortable with who you are.

What Are Your Colors?

Thursday's Thoughts...

1. Josh Duhamel looks just like Joran Van Der Sloot. Seriously - are they brothers from another Mother? Last night, we were watcing "Ramona & Beezus" which he was in - and I couldn't help but notice the stunning resemblence. Looks like perfect casting to me should a movie be made in the future...
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One's cute - the other's crazy. You know they say everyone has a twin....

2. I'm a total Maxxinista. Okay, what girl doesn't love to find fabulous things at a fraction of the price? I'm oh-so-thankful to have found a new perfume this past week at an incredible discount: Betsy Johnson. Love, love, love it! I got a gift set at typically the cost when buying online at a discount shop, but even lower and with no shipping or handling. I love the immediate gratification of shopping. And I just don't get to do it that often... I will make Wrentham soon...I will! (Maybe if I keep telling myself that, it will happen...)

3. Note to self: No more bacon wrapped filet. Okay, so the last two days I was doing a quick detox - no meat protein, etc., just fruits, veggies & broths. Tonight, I decided to have steak because I was making it for Gene and I was really tired today so I figured I could use the iron boost. I wasn't tired from my diet - I was tired from being up at 3a.m. and not being able to sleep - and having a busy day today with trucks, etc. So since I don't need to diet or anything I figured I'd join him in a nice piece of bacon wrapped filet mignon. Mmmkay, really not feeling so great right now - and I should know better. Pork is something I sometimes have issues with....

4. I've developed a new found appreciation for "Family Ties". We have a new cable channel called "The Hub" and they play great, family friendly television shows. We have been watching at least two episodes of "Family Ties" a night - and while I loved it as a kid, I really love it as an adult. Really great writing and they all had such comedic timing...I enjoyed the show because of the stories as a child, but as an adult I appreciate them on a completely different level.

5. The Captains. The Sox won't go after Jeter, just as the Yankees won't go after Jason. Come on now.... I get that a paycheck is a paycheck, but I've got to believe that not everyone is like Johnny Damon. The rivalry between the two clubs runs too deep for the two Captains to swap locations.

WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS SHOUTING....

You know why people are so LOUD?
Probably because they are constantly trying to talk over the television set.

Seriously - do you know someone who insists on keeping the television volume on 80 out of 100?
I do.

And it drives me out of my mind.....

Dear Sports Radio Talk Host...

Okay, so I was driving home today and listening to my favorite sports radio station when I heard them talking about Michael Vick and how he was punished for animal cruelty for a relatively long period of time in jail, whilst Ben Rothlisberger somehow managed to avoid losing more than 4 games for a violent crime against a woman because of no criminal charges being pressed.

So, the portion of the arguement sort of ticked me off (but I didn't have the luxury of time to call in and give them my opinion on) was that they couldn't understand the anger that people feel towards Michael Vick; they feel he comes from a Southern "culture" where dogfighting is acceptable, so it's not "really his fault". He's done his time - let him come back and do his job now.

This girl doesn't think it's quite that cut and dry.

First of all - dogfighting isn't a culture - it's a criminal offense. And he didn't just fight the dogs, he treated them in unthinkable and inhumane ways. Is that a culture? A criminal culture perhaps. There is a "culture" for those who buy snuff films - but that's illegal as well. Black Market Human Trafficking has a "culture" - again, illegal. How's about the prostitution "culture"...? I'd say that a "culture" in which people are involved that warrants arrest - isn't a culture at all. It's crime.

Second of all, while I appreciate and respect the fact that he went to jail - I don't necessarily agree that he should be entitled to get his job back. Listen, if you or I were in jail for a felony for any period of time, I'd bet you we could not get our jobs back. Depending on the felony - you may not be able to get a job in the same field you were in previously. So, why should an athlete who agrees to live by a certain code of conduct that is set forth by the NFL -- be allowed to have his job back after committing a criminal act? Isn't there a culpability to being a role model -maybe not by choice but by mere affiliation of the NFL - that should take precedence over the arguement of "he did his time". Isn't being a professional athlete a luxury - one that isn't always afforded to every person who considers himself a competitor? I'm not suggesting that one has to be out of sports entirely; but maybe one should be out of the role of star player. I'm sure there are lots of jobs open in other leagues, or in other capacities.

He only did his time, because he got caught......what if he hadn't?
Would he still be electrocuting and torturing animals today?
More than likely. It's his "culture"...right?

So what is the message that's being sent out to younger minds who listen to sports radio, or who are avid followers of football where crimes of violence seem to be happening more and more?

The message that this girl seems to be getting is that the torture and death of animals is acceptable (though scientifically proven to be first signs in psychotic & sociopathic behaviour), and that the molestation and or sexual abuse towards women is perfectly acceptable, so long as charges aren't pressed. Because you know, without charges - it must not have taken place, right?

Please.... spare me the good ol' boy network BS.
Because this girl just isn't buying into it.

Don't let the sun go down on me...

I don't know about you, but I'm all set with the sun setting at 4pm.
It's exhausting! I walk out the door at the end of the day and even if I wasn't tired before I get into my car, I am the minute I sit down. It's too early to be pitch black!

What if we didn't turn the clock back? Wouldn't the sun naturally rise earlier and set later?
Couldn't we just leave things alone?
Wouldn't that be organic, in the truest sense?
Just throwing it out there....

Please don't go...don't go... I'm begging you to stay...

I am trying really hard to disregard the news that three teams are interested in bringing Jason on as a mentor.

Why can't he stay here and mentor?!?!
(Yes, I'll admit that there is a slight whine in that statement.)

He hasn't even made it to my store yet! Surely he drinks wine now and again.... he can't leave Boston without making a stop there... can he?

No, of course not.
I just refuse to believe that he's going to leave.
Refuse.
(Slight stomp of the foot. Okay, maybe a slight hair toss too.)

Food is the key to happiness...

So, I'm already on a quest to finalize my Christmas dinner menu.
I want to do Turducken - it was delicious a few years ago.
But I may do goose instead. And of course, ham - you know I'm all about the double main course.

I love my goose recipe. It's never greasy - and it's an Emeril Lagasse recipe which I've made twice now, so it's technically "tried and true". It's definitely not a simple recipe, but mostly because of the time that goes into making the glaze which is done the night prior. And it's so worth the work....

I typically make a soup each year, and the last time I made goose - I also made an artichoke soup which was fabulous; but I'm wondering if I shouldn't make something else. It's not that anyone would remember, or even care - it's just that I like to try new and challenging things. So, if anyone has a suggestion, don't hesitate to share - I'm all ears.

Ham. Goose. Soup du Jour. Stuffed peppers. Pasta (of some sort, always a last minute thought - maybe raviolis in a pumpkin creme sauce? Oh yes, the idea has been born!!), Salad, and so much more....menu to be announced when finalized, natch.

Did I mention that I definitely need a double oven in my new house, when the time comes?
Yes. Yes, I do.

Freedom has a taste to those who fight and almost die, that the protected will never know.

War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things. The decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling which thinks that nothing is worth war is much worse. The person who has nothing for which he is willing to fight, nothing which is more important than his own personal safety, is a miserable creature and has no chance of being free unless made and kept so by the exertions of better men than himself.
--John Stewart Mill--

Never give in--never, never, never, never, in nothing great or small, large or petty, never give in except to convictions of honour and good sense. Never yield to force; never yield to the apparently overwhelming might of the enemy.
--Winston Churchill--

Be convinced that to be happy means to be free and that to be free means to be brave. Therefore do not take lightly the perils of war.
--Thucydides--

People sleep peaceably in their beds at night only because rough men stand ready to do violence on their behalf.
--George Orwell--

Freedom isn't free.
--Anonymous--

Thanksgiving comes first...(formerly "You're a Mean One, Mr Grinch"...)

I'm all about Christmas, but....
I just drove home and saw a house with Christmas lights on it!

I'm sorry...
but this is far too early.
That's just craziness!
******************
To further expound upon my post from yesterday, Suldog wrote a post in October that I'm going to piggy back upon today in this post scripted post.

As kids growing up, there was a transition to the Christmas season that we all anxiously looked forward to -- and it came after Thanksgiving. I remember a day when the radio stations didn't play Christmas songs until two weeks before Christmas, and at they were intermingled with regular music at that. Not now... now, stations play them as early as November 1st! What is that all about?

Some retailers have Christmas decor out in July! In my opinion, that's obnoxious. I even think November is a bit early, truth be told.

I'm a consumer and a retailer. I prefer to keep the transition magical...the lights on my house come on the Sunday after Thanksgiving, as does my house decorating. In my shop, the Sunday morning before we open becomes the transition point from Autumn to Holiday - and it's nothing short of spectacular when you walk in.

Personally, I find if you change too quickly - the magic is lost. If Christmas is abundant in July - or even October - you're almost bored of it all by December. What fun is it at that point? There is nothing special about it at that point.

And what of Thanksgiving? Sure - it's not a commercialized, money guzzling holiday so it doesn't get the love from most retailers as it deserves - and that's unfortunate. But that isn't what Thanksgiving is about....nor should Christmas be, but yet there we are.

There can be too much of a good thing. Too much chocolate makes you ill; too much Christmas makes us jaded. Just as we should embrace aging with grace, we should celebrate the holidays as they appear on the calendar.... and congregate and enjoy in the feast of Thanksgiving.

Get into the groove....

Today was my first day back to yoga.
I know, I know....I said I was going to do it last week - but truthfully, the cold came on too quickly -- but fortunately left just as quick, so today was day one.

My God how I've missed it.

What I did notice, however...is that while taking two months off isn't a horrifically long time - I didn't bounce back so strongly as I usually do. A few Warrior Two's and my quads were singing to me. Singing...! What's that all about? Could it be that turning the "big 4-0" makes that much of a difference? I defy the aging process... defy it I say.

Well, that's not entirely true. I'm all about aging gracefully, and embracing who we are naturally. But that's on a purely superficial level. That doesn't mean when it comes to my physical abilities I'm going to lay down and wither away. Au contraire mon frere. As a matter of fact, I was so irritated with my legs burning that I was determined to run three miles when I got home.

However, I opted to have a glass of wine and blog instead. We'll save that run for another night.
But I will do it. And it will be this week.

This girl swears on it.

I'm ENTJ....what are you?

Meyer's Briggs Personality Test

Your Type is:
ENTJ
Extraverted Intuitive Thinking Judging

You are:
slightly expressed extravert; distinctively expressed intuitive personality;slightly expressed thinking personality;very expressed judging personality

Of the four aspects of strategic analysis and definition it is the marshaling or situational organizing role that reaches the highest development in the Fieldmarshal. As this kind of role is practiced some contingency organizing is necessary, so that the second suit of the Fieldmarshal's intellect is devising contingency plans. Structural and functional engineering, though practiced in some degree in the course of organizational operations, tend to be not nearly as well developed and are soon outstripped by the rapidly growing skills in organizing. But it must be said that any kind of strategic exercise tends to bring added strength to engineering as well as organizing skills.

Hardly more than two percent of the total population, Fieldmarshals are bound to lead others, and from an early age they can be observed taking command of groups. In some cases, they simply find themselves in charge of groups, and are mystified as to how this happened. But the reason is that they have a strong natural urge to give structure and direction wherever they are - to harness people in the field and to direct them to achieve distant goals. They resemble Supervisors in their tendency to establish plans for a task, enterprise, or organization, but Fieldmarshals search more for policy and goals than for regulations and procedures.

http://keirsey.com/4temps/fieldmarshal.asp for more on this personality type.

An early request for Christmas....

Dear Santa,
I don't ask for much....truly, I don't.
But please, please, please...let the Red Sox keep Jason on for what will probably be a final year.

Listen...
He's more valueable to us - then to anyone else at this point. He's a leader, a mentor - and if he is our "back up" catcher, then my God - does it get any better than that?!

C'mon.
Give a girl just one last year of Summer time with the Captain.

Fall back, spring ahead...

I don't know about you -but I am really, really happy about turning the clocks back.
Couldn't we all use an extra hour of sleep...?

So, I just got through watching the debut of "Walking Dead" on AMC.
Not so sure what all the hype is about.

Outside of spectacular makeup - the plot seems like it can only go so far... I mean, it's like Michael Jackson's "Thriller" on endless loop. There's only so much ammunition in the world available, and where 99% of the population is going to require a bullet to the brain - I'm not so sure our heroes can really survive.

I get this was a comic book....but can it really have a surviviable plot line?
Only time will tell....

Seen it? Thoughts?

Finally..it's Friay!!

Despite my best efforts, the cold won and I couldn't fight it off. The good thing is though - it's just a cold and nothing that seems to be crazy and turn into bronchitis or even worse - pneumonia. So, though I've had a good week -- I'm tired, and happy to be home. Cheap Chinese food for dinner....and though I shouldn't have a glass of wine, I'm going to do it anyway. I deserve it, god damn it.

Speaking of dinner...it's not here yet, and this girl is H-U-N-G-R-Y.

Thoughts for Tuesday....

Conversation between my son and I at the WWE Event:

T: "You suck (wrestler's name), you suck!"

Me: "Ssh, stop - don't be rude. It's not appropriate..."

T: "Mom, I'm at a WWE Event, we're supposed to heckle the bad guy."

Me: "We're right in front of them, it's got to be tough to come out and have people be rude all the time..."

T: "See Mom, this is why you can't come to wrestling shows anymore. It's not real okay...You know that right? Not everything has to be "sunshine and hearts"... you're all about "sunshine and hearts and rainbows". This is wrestling, and he's a bad guy. It doesn't hurt his feelings, I'm supposed to tell him I don't like him....He can handle it - he's an actor."

A scene from Halloween:

And finally...all in a day's work:

Yesterday was G's birthday. The big "40".
What do you get someone who has everything????

Two tickets to the Patriots v. Colts, 25th row on the Patriots sideline, on the 30 yard line (thereabouts, I can't tell exactly which line it's on -but it's somewhere between the 50 yard and goal) and a stadium view room at Patriot's Place. The goal is for him to have a good time with one of his friends, and just relax.

I try to be really creative when I get gifts for him because he's just so difficult; he has everything so it's truly hard to surprise him - esp. since I can't really hide money from him - he's the "money guy". But I think he'll enjoy it.

'tis the season.....

Okay, so a year ago this week - I came down with a cold, and eventually had pneumonia.
But of course, last year I was opening the store and under tremendous stress and pressure so clearly I was worn down which didn't help.

This year though -- what's my excuse?
Because I am once again....coming down with a cold. Sniffles and stuffed, sore neck, dry throat, really tired.
I have three words for you.... and they begin with a WTF.

Tomorrow - back to yoga. Hot soup for lunch. Lots of fruit....
Beacause I refuse to get sick.
REFUSE to.

On this day, I see clearly...everything has come to light

Today, I had my first WWE experience.

Seriously - it was so much fun!!

I never really watched wrestling until my son liked it - and now of course, I enjoy it as well. My son has gone to quite a few matches -but today was the first time that Princess Petunia and I went as well. It was really fun - and it's wild to see everyone up close and in person. If you think they look big on television - you really get the perspective of how large they truly are when you see them. (Of course, sitting in the second row makes it that much easier, but still....)

We all have our "favorites" - and mine has been Edge. It was so fun because he had a match, but then came out again in the end. It wasn't a televised match, just what they call a "house show" - but I don't think that makes much difference outside of less fireworks, drama and maybe shorter matches. It still was with all top performers and just a good time.

It might sound silly - but I have to tell you, if you've never watched, give it a shot.
It's really very fun .

The falling leaves, drift by the window...the autumn leaves of red & gold....

I don't think it gets much better than foliage in New England.

I wish I took photos of my backyard this season because this has been one of the nicest autumn leaf peeping we've had in years. My backyard is about 1/4 acre of uncleared land - and then all conservation woods, and so when I tell you it looks spectacular - I'm not kidding. Every where you look is just gorgeous fiery reds and oranges and golds.

There are often times that I wish I lived in other areas for fleeting moments -- but trust me when I tell you, I wouldn't trade living here for anything in the world.

Tease-y does it!

I ran out quick today and got my nails done.
Typically, I either do French Manicure, or a dark color such as Vampire State Building, Linkin' Park After Dark, Suzi Says Da - really very dark colors. I wish that I could wear bright colors but they just don't look right on me. And typically, I prefer a flat color - I'm not big into glitter.

Well.
Until today....

Though I did pick the most subtle of the Burlesque collection - it's a little glittery. And I love it!

You have to check out the line that OPI put out in honor of my girl Christina's new movie "Burlesque". I almost wish I was a glitter kind of girl because the polishes are so fun! The salon has them painted on nails so you can see what they look like - because how many of us have picked out a color and been like "oh, it looked different in the bottle...."

Crazy, fun glitter polish.
Love it! And you will too. Check it out!

Today's thought brought to us by the letter: "I"

IRRITATED

Main entry: irritate
Part of Speech: verb
Definition: upset, anger

Synonyms: abrade, affront, aggravate, annoy, bother, bug*, burn*, chafe, confuse, distemper, disturb, drive up the wall, enrage, exasperate, fret, gall, get, get on nerves, get under skin, grate, harass, incense, inflame, infuriate, irk, madden, needle, nettle, offend, pain, peeve, pester, pique, provoke, put out, rankle, rasp, rattle, rile, roil, rub the wrong way, ruffle, sour, try, vex
Notes: aggravate means 'to add to' an already troublesome or vexing matter or condition while irritate means 'to vex, annoy, or chafe'

irritate means 'inflame' (originally 'excite, rouse'); aggravate means 'worsen'

She comes from Boston....

You know you're from Boston when.....

You think of Philadelphia as the Midwest.

You think it's your God-given right to cut someone off in traffic.

You think there are only 25 letters in the alphabet (no R's).

You think three straight days of 90+ temperatures is a heatwave.

All your pets are named after Red Sox, Celtics or Bruins.

You refer to 6 inches of snow as a "dusting."

Just hearing the words "New York" puts you in an angry mood.

You don't think you have an attitude.

You always 'bang a left' as soon as the light turns green, and oncoming traffic always expects it.

Everything in town is "a five minute walk."

When out of town, you think the natives of the area are all whacked.

You still can't bear to watch highlights from game 6 of the 1986 World Series.

You have no idea what the word compromise means.

You believe using your turn signal is a sign of weakness.

You don't realize that you walk and talk twice as fast as everyone else.

You're anal, neurotic, pessimistic and stubborn.

You think if someone is nice to you, they must want something or are from out of town.

Your favorite adjective is "wicked."

You think 63 degree ocean water is warm.

You think the Kennedy's are misunderstood.

Weekend Roundup....

Seriously, this weekend went by far too quickly. It's Sunday already and I have yet to have a decent cup of coffee all weekend. Can you imagine? I don't have any Keurig in the house that isn't Mocha Latte - and for instant, I only have Taster's Choice Robust which is not nearly as good as the original. But if that's the worst problem of my weekend, I'm doing okay.

So, nothing new on the house front - we still have yet to find anything. Time is a ticking on the offer we have, otherwise it's rental time. And G flip flops on his thoughts on that - sometimes he figures no biggie - then other days he says "no way." Although....I did get an email from an aquaintance of mine who has a beautiful home on one of my favorite streets in our town - and she's thinking about selling. So we may take a look at the house this week, she's going to get back to me on Monday. She's a realtor herself, so I tend to think that if she didn't already have a place in mind, she wouldn't have raised my hopes and sent the email - right? Her house is actually right next door to a house we looked at three years ago that we really loved - but someone beat us to the offer. So, I'm cautiously - cautiously - optomistic. I'm really hoping to get in and see the inside, though truthfully - even if it needed work, I wouldn't care just to be in that neighborhood.

Today, the kiddies and I are heading to visit cousins who are also our best friends. They have a crazy amount of cats - like 9 or something? So the kids are besides themselves with excitement to see them and play with the little furry felines -- I think that 4 of them are kittens actually. I swear, they aren't crazy - they have a huge house, you'd never know there are that many animals there. Though this girl would not love the cat box situation that must be going on. Ugh, that would be impossible I think. I have two cats and their cat box is enough to keep up with.

I had my 1 year "thank you party" at the store last week - and we had a fantastic turnout. I was beyond touched at the response because there were many different fundraisers going on that night, so to have such a strong turnout at my little store - was great! We got some really nice publicity out of it and everyone had a great time. It was a nice little glow to end the week on - though I was crazy tired on Friday, I'm not going to lie.

And on that note, this girl is off to go enjoy the rest of the day! Because it's back to the grind tomorrow....

Hats of to my girl Christina....

For writing lyrics that I wish I had written - but not only did she write them well, she sings them perfectly.

Sorry you can't define me...
Sorry I break the mold.
Sorry that I speak my mind ...
Sorry - don't do what I'm told.
Sorry if I don't fake it...
Sorry I come too real
I will never hide what I really feel.

How's about a little blog fun?

Your Taste in Music Says You're Philosophical

Your musical tastes are reflective and complex. You are intellectual to the point of being cerebral. You are very open to new experiences, and even more open to new ideas and theories. Wisdom and personal accomplishment are important to you. You are naturally sophisticated. You are drawn to art, especially art by independent artists. You are likely to be financially well off... and not because you were born that way.

What Does Your Taste in Music Say About You?

You Are Italian

Ah, you are a true romantic. You enjoy all of the sensual pleasures in love - delicious food, soul stirring music, a beautiful sunset... And you always seem to be able to find the words to describe each experience perfectly. You are a charming and seductive person. You just have that certain something that draws people to you. You are passionate about words. Words can easily inspire, delight, or anger you. It's sometimes all about how something was said.

What Language Are You?

Just another manic Monday....

....and so, the aforementioned offer has been placed.
We're counter offering - and then we have to find something, relatively quickly it would seem.
Otherwise - we give them their deposit back.
Stay tuned.....

I am crazy tired these days. I think it's the whole change of seasons and it getting darker earlier - it makes me feel just wiped by 8pm. Of course, it's now 10 and though I'm exhausted - I can't shut my mind down just yet to be able to go to sleep. So, I write...

Tomorrow is the actual one year anniversary of the second store and my official career change. Amazing how on one hand it feels like it was yesterday - and yet, I feel like I've done this forever. It's funny how that works....

Also tomorrow, an appraiser is coming to give me an estimate on fixing the door that was literally gouged last week. I don't know of any good body shops - so if any of you who know me, have any recommendations for a good one - please feel free to share! I would hate to just Google one, when I could go on a tried and true referral. Word of mouth is what keeps the economy going and helps the small businesses.... pass it on!

So what's a girl to do...

If an offer is placed upon her house....
but yet, there's nothing on the market for her to move into in turn?

Its difficult because I'm adamant about staying in the town we live in; though I could potentially move across town, I'd prefer not to - who wants to deal with school redistricting? Ugh, I don't want to put the kids through that. Although.... my son would traipse to the Intermediate school for only one more year; he goes to Middle School in the next 1.5 yrs which is a centrally located school. My daughter though, would have to change because I can't see traipsing over to the other side of town for the next 4 years.

Truthfully, our side of town is more convenient and readily accessible; moving to the West side would be the least of all options.

But what if there aren't any other options to choose from?
*sigh*

Thursday's Random Thoughts....

1. Zahra Clare Baker, who used hearing aids and a prosthetic leg because of bone cancer, was reported missing over the weekend by her father and stepmother. Except, the authorities are looking for her remains because they believe she is dead. At the hands of her stepmother, and possibly even her father. Can you imagine?!?! Kill, kill, kill....! That's my opinon. Does the death penalty avert crimes like this? Those opposed to capital punishment may suggest that it doesn't - but I'm telling you, make the taking of a life with malice and forethought punishable by death - and people just might think twice before harming others -- especially the young and innocent.

2. It's still rather surreal for me when I think about my Mom. I know that I was rather fortunate in having the ability to say goodbye - but you know, I'm still really haunted by that last day. Really, I am. My daughter talks about her alot - she mentioned her again today, and how that last day was the last time we saw her; about how the last time we took her out, it was out for ice cream, only 10 days or so prior to her passing. It's just a weird, strange feeling when I think about that period of time. I wonder if when she stayed with me, she knew how much of a gift she gave the kids for them to be able to spend time with her. I know I'm certainly not the only person to lose a parent, but trust me when I tell you - it's an unsettling feeling to not have your Mother, at least at this stage in life. Many have lost sooner, I know; but it never is really the right time I suppose.

3. I think I need to make a little time for me soon. The holidays are coming and I'm going to be crazy busy at work -- I've yet to make a Wrentham run (can you imagine?!), I never got that massage I wanted over a year ago now -- and Mommy needs a little R&R. I think the week after next I'm making a Monday Wrentham Run (insert angels choiring HERE), and maybe the week after will be a spa day. My problem is - I really love my job, and I hate not being at the store. It's an extension of who I am, in the best way - so I really don't mind being there during the day, as opposed to being at an office. Now, if only I can stick to the plan of taking a day off....

What I'm loving these days....

A really big Zinfandel. Autumn scented Yankee Candles. Episodes of Dexter on Sunday nights. Lavendar and Rosemary scented lotion on my hands at bed time. Cocoa dusted steaks. The crisp, cold smell in the air at night and first thing in the morning. Crisp apples. Namaste incense. Any song by Ray Lamontagne. Peppermint Soap. Big, bright, vivid red sunflowers.

Lyrically speaking, of course....

(This is my opinion in part of why teenagers shouldn't be involved in social media. We all knew the "couple" who beat each other up in school - but at least back then, they could go home and cool off - break up with each other, avoid one another. There is no escape today...constant texting, IM'ng, Facebook....it's never ending. Children are too young to be immersed in constant connectivity.)

I can't tell you what it really is
I can only tell you what it feels like
And right now there's a steel knife
In my windpipe
I can't breathe
But I still fight
While I can fight
As long as the wrong feels right
It's like I'm in flight
High of a love
Drunk from the hate
It's like I'm huffing paint
And I love it the more that I suffer
I sufficate
And right before im about to drown
She resuscitates me
She fucking hates me
And I love it
Wait
Where you going
I'm leaving you
No you ain't
Come back
We're running right back
Here we go again
It's so insane
Cause when it's going good
It's going great
I'm Superman
With the wind in his bag
She's Lois Lane
But when it's bad
It's awful
I feel so ashamed
I snap
Who's that dude
I don't even know his name
I laid hands on her
I'll never stoop so low again
I guess I don't know my own strength....

You ever love somebody so much
You can barely breathe
When you're with them
You meet
And neither one of you
Even know what hit 'em
Got that warm fuzzy feeling
Yeah them chills
Used to get 'em
Now you're getting fucking sick
Of looking at 'em
You swore you've never hit 'em
Never do nothing to hurt 'em
Now you're in each other's face
Spewing venom
And these words
When you spit 'em
You push
Pull each other's hair
Scratch, claw, bit 'em
Throw 'em down
Pin 'em
So lost in the moments
When you're in 'em
It's the rage that took over
It controls you both
So they say it's best
To go your separate ways
Guess that they don't know ya
Cause today
That was yesterday
Yesterday is over
It's a different day
Sound like broken records
Playin' over
But you promised her
Next time you'll show restraint
You don't get another chance
Life is no Nintendo game
But you lied again
Now you get to watch her leave
Out the window
Guess that's why they call it window pane

Now I know we said things
Did things
That we didn't mean
And we fall back
Into the same patterns
Same routine
But your temper's just as bad
As mine is
You're the same as me
But when it comes to love
You're just as blinded
Baby please come back
It wasn't you
Baby it was me
Maybe our relationship
Isn't as crazy as it seems
Maybe that's what happens
When a tornado meets a volcano
All I know is
I love you too much
To walk away though
Come inside
Pick up your bags off the sidewalk
Don't you hear sincerity
In my voice when I talk
Told you this is my fault
Look me in the eyeball
Next time I'm pissed
I'll aim my fist
At the dry wall
Next time
There will be no next time
I apologize
Even though I know it's lies
I'm tired of the games
I just want her back
I know I'm a liar
If she ever tries to fucking leave again
I'mma tie her to the bed
And set the house on fire...

And they're off....

We saw Secretariat tonight.
First off - I loved the cast. Diane Lane, she was good - but I love, love, love John Malkovich - as well as Nelsan Ellis (Lafayette from True Blood) - and of course, the star himself: Secretariat. Or at least the horses who portrayed him.

It's a Disney Movie, so it was a feel good movie which is great - I just wish Steven Spielberg had done it, because it could definitely have been a complete tear jerker, but in the happiest of ways as only he can do.

Of course, watching a based on fact movie waxes nostalgic on this girl - so I figured I'd share with everyone the most amazing footage of the actual Triple Crown victory, which is absolutely amazing to see.

Check it for yourself!

Saturday Survey....

It's been a while since I've posted a Saturday survey....and since I'm sitting here with a glass of wine and relaxing I figure, what the heck! Now is as good of a time as any, right?

So without further adieu - here is tonight's random trivia about, you guessed it - moi.

1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought? How badly I'm in need of a good haircut.

2. How much cash do you have on you? Nada. I'm sitting on the sofa w/ a glass of wine. My wallet is no where near me.

3. What’s a word that rhymes with DOOR? Roar. As in "I am woman, hear me..."

4. Favorite planet? "Venus, Goddess of Love that you are...." Mmmkay, that might be the wine talking. I don't have a "favorite" planet per se, though I suppose one should suggest Earth.

5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your cell phone? My sister in law.

6. What is your favorite ring tone on your phone? I don't have one. The rings on the Crackberry are less than fun.

7. What shirt are you wearing? A big ol' beige Champion sweatshirt. Cozy, but not at all cute.

8. Do you label yourself? No. I don't agree with labels on people. Aren't we always evolving? I aspire to, anyway. I certainly hope to never be stagnant and always learn and grow.

9. Name the brand of the shoes you’re currently wearing? How's about socks? These bad boys would be Hanes, I believe...

10. Bright or Dark Room? Bright...lots of lovely light.

11. Did you do anything to celebrate John Lennon's 70th yesterday? It was his birthday yesterday? Damn, I missed it. Kidding... No, of course not.

12. What does your watch look like? They look lonely in my jewelery box. I don't wear watches.

13. What were you doing at midnight last night? Sleeping.

14. What did your last text message you received on your cell say? 4pm. The time of the showing of my house today.

15. Where is your nearest 7-11? Beats me. There aren't any in my town. There's one right across the street from my Boston store though!

16. What’s a word that you say a lot? Clearly.

17. Who told you he/she loved you last? Princess Petunia.

18. Last furry thing you touched? This question is always on these things. My cat Twinkle, about a second ago.

19. How many drugs have you done in the last three days? I've been popping a ton of Advil for this headache I've had for the last three days. That's about the strongest thing I take my friends.

20. How many rolls of film do you need developed? I don't have any rolls to be developed but I do have many albums on Snapfish to print.

21. Favorite age you have been so far? I've loved them all, truly. Each day is a gift, and I mean that sincerely.
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22. Your worst enemy? Myself.

23. What is your current desktop picture? A favorite picture of the kids.

24. What was the last thing you said to someone? Good night.

25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly what would it be? A million dollars. I can always rent a jet -- but I could make a million into ten million and always be able to spread the wealth.

I'm a little freaked out right now...

So, I'm driving up 93 tonight - and the oddest thing happened.

I swear, someone threw a something at my SUV!
It has a complete gouge in the drivers side door - I have to have the freaking thing replaced now! It's a brand new flipping Lexus, are you kidding me!?

My niece is spending the night with us tonight, and so I was going to take the kids to Fuddruckers for dinner but....the dog hadn't been out, so we decided to go out for Chinese instead since that was closer to home and we needed to go there first. As I'm driving home, I'm flying up the highway until I see lights and a wall of traffic ahead, so I decide to take an earlier exit and take the back roads home.

So, as I'm merging to my right, and I'm just about to enter the exit lane - there's a loud BANG on my drivers side and my SUV shakes a bit. We all say "what was that?!?!" and the first thing I think of is that someone threw something at me.

In retrospect, could it be a rock that bounced up from the road? Sure... but it would have to be one heck of a large rock -and there were no trucks near me, so that would mean that a rather large sized rock skipped lanes over to me somehow. Check this bad boy out:




I am so freaking irritated. Really. Not the best way to end the week.

Though, we're still getting Chinese. Just taking it in, instead.....

Eat it , eat it - get yourself an egg and beat it...

Ugh.
You ever have a week where you just eat horribly?
This is one of those weeks for me.

I've eaten more in the past week that's not good for me - than I typically eat in a year.
It's like I'm in a food rut! Which is so funny because I rarely get like this - but once I start, it's hard to stop. Well, relatively speaking. I'll let it run it's course for like, a week.
(No, it's not hormonal... I hear what you're thinking!)

I was literally sore to the touch today because of all the sodium I consumed yesterday. But you know, truthfully - the problem is I eat so good all the time, when I stray - wow, do I pay for it.

That's okay. Come next week, my broken and practically shorn toe should be feeling better and I can go back to yoga three times a week.

Everyone deserves a little food vacation, right?

I see my Marianne, walking away.....

Okay, I have to admit - my knee jerk reaction to the trade rumors of Randy Moss was "Are you kidding me?!?! Say it isn't so!". But now that I've had some time to digest it....I'm okay with it now. Do I love the idea? No. Do I think he's worth the money he's asking -- yes. Do I understand that the Patriots don't like controversy and he spoke out of school in week one -- yes. Do I think the Patriots are as strong of a team without him -- no. But do I think that he should be able to control and manipulate the organization to get what he wants -- no.

The biggest dissapointment for me in this - is that we got no immediate gratification in return; we got a third round draft pick.

All good things come to those who wait my friend....look at Tom Brady, whom they didn't sign until the first week of regular season. Maybe, had he quietly expressed his wanting to stay - had he quietly negotiated in within the organization rather than in the court of public opinon (ala Manny Ramirez) he may have been pleasantly happy with a contract.

I get that there is concern regarding a walk out and a lack of paycheck; but I think it becomes a matter of not what you say - but how you say it. And I think unfortunately, Randy Moss handled himself rather unprofessionally in a business situation - and so now, he's in a position to play with a team who's a contender - but with no potential future, which initially was what he was looking for. He wanted a long term contract - and with this trade, he's only got the rest of this contract year....so did he really get what he wanted? Outside of just being out of New England.

It is what it is -- and it's over and done. Time to focus on the here and the now...no receiver over 5'9, and a really very soft defense.

Is that going to be enough to win, one game at a time?

Say it isn't so...!

Was Sunday the last game of seeing Jason in a Sox uniform?
I refuse to believe it. Refuse.

I still believe that we will see him in the uniform for one more season....then, I may regrettably have to realize that the era of the Captain may be over.

But one more season, that's all I'm asking for.
Just one more....

Because you're mine....I walk the line.

So, tomorrow we have a showing for our house. And Sunday is an open house.

I still have so much to do to get it ready, and I of course - got right to it when I got home from work tonight, because during the week there just wasn't time. As I was cleaning out the storage area (or future roughed bathroom) on the third floor (aka "Mantown"), I suffered a little --accident if you will.

As I was rearranging the faux Christmas tree, there's the base that has the pointy end that goes into the fixed base.... I sort of slammed it down rather hard on my toes on my left foot. Accidentally of course, thinking I was propping it up against the corner of the wall not realizing my foot was there; I thought I was hitting the floor. (Can I get an "ouch" aloud? Thanks...) Blood, everywhere...and immediately. I literally thought I severed my toe - it was stingingly insanely painful. Truth be told, not nearly as painful as it would've been had I truly severed my toe I'm sure, but yes it was definitely uncomfortable. So, I yell really loudly (it's soundproofed in Mantown, so no one can hear me anyway. Truthfully, for a split second I thought "oh shit, am I going to have to clean up blood now!?! Fortunately the sock soaked it up before I made a mess. Whew!) and then get really quiet - because when I'm in a lot of pain, I sort of suck it all in.

(Did I mention I get a little squeamish when it comes to fingers, toes and teeth? No? Oh, well...I am. Only time I've ever passed out was when I sliced my finger really deeply on a can - and I hit the floor immediately. Weird, but for some reason that triggers something for my blood pressure to drop. I'm sure it's psychological. But I digress....)

Then I calmly hobble downstairs, and stick my foot under the tub water - all the time saying over and over to myself "please tell me I didn't sever my toe, please tell me my toe is there".... So, I finally get the guts to feel my foot and realize thanfully it's in one piece -- and take my sock off. Yes, my toe is a mess, swollen - disfigured, bruised - and there's no way I can walk on it, flat footed. Well doesn't that suck. Did I mention that I have a job that requires physical labor? Ah, yes - well, this should be fun.

So that's how my week ended. Um, how's about you?

I'm winding down with a few glasses of Layer Cake Shiraz (yum!!) and watching "Walk the Line", one of my all time favorite movies.

And so tomorrow morning should be fun. I still have more to do, and kids to get ready for soccer...and me with my hop along foot.

Good times... good times.

I'm so excited, and I just can't hide it.....

We all know how much I love food -- especially good food.
And when it's sushi, and it's sensational....clearly, it sends me over the moon.

We took a chance on a new restaurant tonight, the next city over from us. It was nothing short of fabulous. Now, keeping in mind that it's a sister restaurant to one of my very favorites - I shouldn't be too terribly surprised; it's a little pricier...the portions are a tad smaller - but overall, the flavors are fantastic and the food is incredibly fresh. The Lychee Martini was made perfectly - and I'm not typically a fou fou girl when it comes to my martini; I much prefer a plain vodka. But I figured what the heck, try something different. The best Lychee drink I'd had was in NYC - and while this one was smaller, it was made perfectly.

It is so frustrating when you go out for dinner and are disappointed in your meal; unfortunately it happens more often than not. But not tonight...!

Loved it. Loved it!!

I am happy, full and tired.
Isn't that almost the best way to end the day...?

Knowledge is power....

I got T's MCAS scores in the mail today, finally.
Very happy and excited to see them....he did very, very well.

I've always had mixed feelings regarding the MCAS; it's hypocritical in so many ways, and truly is nothing more than the school's way of proving to the government that they are of a certain standing educationally.

At the same time -- because the schools feel pressure to have their children perform at a certain level, they are teaching children at a higher level, because now of course - they're being judged on the performance of the children. The downside, naturally - is that children can feel pressured to learn things a certain way that may not feel natural; they may feel a pressure to succeed, and an expectation that kids as young as 8 or 9 typically hadn't needed to feel previously. Or possibly shouldn't feel at all...period. But, there's an upside as well. Most kids are able to perform at the level of expectations - even exceeding those expectations. And so it seems that kids are learning things earlier and earlier - yet they aren't necessarily feeling pressured because they're like sponges and are capable of the work.

This isn't to say that is the case for every child; there are always kids who learn differently, or maybe don't test well in general. There are children with special needs and IEPs, and yet they are still expected to perform at that same level as children without those limitations - and how is that fair?

So while I'm happy and pleased to see that my little guy did so very well - I'll be just as happy if they do away with the MCAS as rumors have been suggesting. So long as it doesn't compromise the caliber of work that is being done, I don't mind the expectations falling a little shorter so that it's fair all the way around.

Amazing how time flies...

So my one year anniversary of the store being open is next month! I can't believe it's already here - and yet at the same time, I feel like I've done this my whole life. I'm planning a huge "Thank You" celebration for the customers; rather than it being a "happy anniversary to me", it's more of a "thank you" for them. We're giving out free champagne, wine, and food. How fun, right? If you're local and you know me in real life - shoot me a message and I'll tell you when it is so you too can partake in the fun!

A year ago, I didn't think the store would ever be complete; from the painters not showing up - to the racks not being finished - to the health department not being clear on my requirements and springing last minute expensive plumbing requirements, it was pretty stressful. It was fun, but really stressful; at the same time, what an incredible learning experience! I could build another store with my eyes closed.

And dare I say....that just might happen?

Whatsa happenin'...hot stuff...?

It's been a few days since I posted; it's funny, sometimes I feel like my mind is a sieve. I have all these great things I want to blog about - and then they completely slip my mind. How great could they have been, right? Clearly, if I can't hang onto them in my head for a day or two - then certainly they can't be that noteworthy.

Sort of like this wine I'm drinking. Dare I say - terrible. It's a wine that a producer out in California would like me to carry if they can get distribution. They sent me 4 different varietals - and this is my first try. Let's hope at least one of the other three is better than this one. Ugh.

So let's see. I've got a few tidbits retained that I can share with you. And they go like this:

1. With the good - there is the bad. I saw two movies over the weekend - not at the theatre, but at home. The first one was "The Hurt Locker". Definitely a great movie....though, truthfully not sure why that was the name of the movie as a whole. I could've come up with better names but clearly I'm not the Academy Award winner in the room, so.... we'll leave it at that. The other movie was...well, let's just say that it has officially knocked "Eye of the Beholder" out of the spot of being the worst movie ever. It's called "Moon", with Kevin Spacey and Sam Rockwell. It was nothing short of awful. The premise seemed pretty cool.... but it fell beyond flat. It was horrible actually! Do yourself a favor, and don't ever see it. You can't get that 90 minutes of your life back....

2. Who wants to be on Food TV? I do! They (being Food TV, that is) added a last minute audition spot for "The Next Food Network Star" here in Boston and so I figured "what the heck?" and I went. Rumor has it that the cast is pretty much set - there are only a few spots left open for contestants so I knew that my chances were pretty much slim to none. But I went anyway - and it was really sort of fun. I mean, you go with no expectations - and you hope for the best. We're supposed to hear if we're wanted for an on-camera audition, and I'm not holding my breath. I'm sure they're looking for someone with a better culinary background, but it was fun to try anyway. There's a high about auditioning, and truly - that's probably the last one I'll be going on.

3. So, it looks like we may be moving. No place far - we're staying in the same town we're in - great school system, good friends, fantastic commuting location. But there are different things we need in in a house, and neighborhood. Our house officially went on the market today. Woohoo! Now if we can only find a house we like....

There's probably more...but I'll wait until another day. Besides, if I say it all today - whatever will I have to share tomorrow?

He's a funny little man.....

So, here's a name for you: Mahmoud Ahmadinejad.

I have to tell you, I laugh every time he gets our media's attention. He is one of the funniest people I've ever seen. Truly. I think it's hysterical how he sort of just runs at the mouth, saying anything to anyone who will give him the time of day. And what's so sad is that our press sops it up like drippings off Thanksgiving turkey.

Did you know that he's going to plan a terrorist conference "next year" no less (how's that for urgency) on who the "real" purpetrators of 9/11 were. (Here's a spoiler for you - he thinks the American government did it. Clearly, he's a carrying card member of the crazy club.)

You want a good laugh - read some of his speeches, or watch some of his clips.
Seriously - he's a freaking riot.

Nobody puts baby in the corner....

So, I'm watching "Dancing with the Stars", which I've never really watched from opening episode through to finale - and I'm rather enjoying it right now.

I have to say - when I see Jennifer Grey, it blows me away. She looks nothing like she used to! If it wasn't for the twinkle in her eyes, one would never know that it was her. I just dont' understand how someone can alter their face so dramatically. And the funny thing is that she looks good in photographs, but on the show - not so much. Her skin looks... waxen almost.

I think she gets the sympathy vote for this round, because of the whole "Patrick Swayze/Dirty Dancing" connection; and she can definitely dance. But will she take it all....?

Only time will tell.....

Monday Mashup....

1. Music keeps me tapping my fingers....so, we all know how much I love, love, love music. Well - I discontinued my Sirius in the car, and activated it for the business. I am beyond excited because it's so hard to keep up with Ipod playlists and preventing it all from sounding so stale. Now, I can have any music that fits my mood! It's like Burger King - I can have it my way!

2. Wicked Good! Anyone see the play Wicked? I've heard great things about it, and even better is that G has become friends with someone in production who may give us tickets to see the show.

3. I'd take a loss to anyone....and I mean ANYONE, except for those blowhards the Jets. Watching Rex Ryan yesterday, I think I threw up in my mouth a little. So frustrating to watch because they didn't have to lose that game. I think it was a bad choice if the main motivation was to make Randy Moss feel the love....

It's the end of the world as we know it..

Okay, so maybe it's not quite that dramatic.

But today is my last day in the.. *ahem* 30's.

Truthfully, I'm sure I'll wake up tomorrow and will feel exactly the same as I felt today....which is exactly the way I felt 10 years ago. Actually I feel better now than I did back then if I think about it. I'm healthier, more fit...more comfortable in my own skin. I think I've actually always been comfortable in my own skin, but I think the difference is today I am okay with growing older and embracing it; whereas maybe in my 20s the thought of turning 40 seemed a little more frightening. Amazing how relative perspective is.... today 40 is the new 20.

I have to say today was not one of the best days in my life. Interestingly enough, last year wasn't so great this day either if I recall. I do believe on my birthday actually - the painter who was supposed to have completed the store quit the job....and it seemed like the opening of the shop was never going to happen. Must be something cyclical to the date...either that, or the moon is in retrograde or something because it seems like everything was off kilter today. I'm looking forward for the day ending and for tomorrow to begin.

Because tomorrow, is the first day of my 40's.
And this girl is going to embrace it - and enjoy every moment of it!