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This is the story of my life.
It isn't much, but it is mine. It can be a zoo.

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Sunday, January 26, 2014

Lazy Sunday

Its officially time for me to get back to work. Tomorrow I will begin an 8 month assignment working 6 days a week about an hour away from home. This should be interesting. I'm partially sad because I've been able to spend so much time with my sister and nephew. I won't be there to pick him up after school any longer. As bitter sweet as this unplanned hiatus has been, it's time to bring in some cash. I'm also looking forward to interacting with people outside my small circle again.

Today marks my fathers 60th year on the planet. 12 years ago, we were just hoping to keep him for a few more months. The initial cancer diagnosis was bleak. Our whole family was in a tailspin of disbelief, grief, and desperation. I would have sacrificed a baby goat on the third full moon of the year if it would have meant we got to keep him. Thankfully, voodoo wasn't needed. He went to MD Anderson in Houston. They saved his life and ours. His only sister donated bone marrow and he's now our father/aunt cellularly speaking. It doesn't get more redneck than that, and it's a beautiful thing. Last night we enjoyed a quiet party with our family and a few bottles of whiskey around a fire. For his gift we decided he was finally old enough to handle a tablet PC and so he's got his very own Kindle Fire. I hope he and mom both know that no matter how old and senile they get, we will always love them. Most people take for granted that their parents will always be there for them. We had a rude awakening. Every birthday is an achievement and special. I can only hope that my parents will be here for my 60th birthday.

Now I'm off to enjoy my Sunday. I have a plan that involves laundry, eating, and watching movies. I hope you all have a relaxing day too.

Wednesday, January 8, 2014

More Fun Than a Barrel of Monkeys, Less Stinky Too

The tree and it's trimmings are stuffed away for another year. The kisses were kissed for the new year and we are officially out of the thick of it. Here at Casa De La Beebs we had a pretty awesome holiday blitz. The essential 3 F's were present and accounted for (family, friends, and food). I think all of us gained a few pounds. Blame it on my cbb's baby! (Cheesy bacon balls. Yum!)

Now that 2014 is already burning up the calendar pages, I would like to note that I have passed my 3rd blogoversary! Yay for writing and such! My favorite part of writing is knowing that my readers can laugh with me. Life is funny. I find things to laugh at all the time, not excluding myself. Half the time I forget to write it down, but every once in a while, l'll remember something totally inappropriate I've done and I share it. Like having a pillow fight with my nephew in the Target check out lines, as if we were all alone. Also, letting him get the last hit in the busy parking lot. Even if it was the full face rearranging kind. I so wanted to retaliate, but I'm 33 and he is 8. Rest assured next time we hang out, I'm serving him a Diet Coke with Mentos ice. Sweet, sweet revenge will be mine!!!!

In other news, I'm still off the ciggarettes!! I'm slowly converting the rest of the world with me. Not smoking is wonderful. The world is also a very stinky place. Sadly, my husband has had two chest colds since he quit smoking. He is threatening to start smoking again. I hope he doesn't! The occasional cravings are hard enough. The wierdest craving trigger yet has to have been watching some cartoon on Adult Swim. One of the characters  had a smoke behind his ear, and suddenly my brain was awash with thoughts of ciggarettes. I puffed on my e-cig and reminded myself of how nasty they taste. I am retraining my brain after 19 years of smoking. It's not easy. 

In my typical tradition of not setting resolutions but goals, I have declared three things to be on my list:

1. To keep off the cigarettes! 

2. To remodel the bathroom. We needed a new shower like 2 years ago. 2 bondo patches later, and I'm sick of having to stand in the very cold back side of the tub. Shaving my legs is an Olympic sport!  So over it!!

3. To be happy. Now, don't freak out y'all!! This does not mean I am unhappy! Because I am happy. But, I plan on blocking the bullshit from my boots. I know sometimes you can't avoid it. Some times the bullshit has a tendency to stick to your shoes and come in uninvited. Let me give a warning now: check your shoes at the door, and leave your mess behind. I don't want your stink around. Yee-haw.