A few more days and we will all be filling our stomachs with good food and filling our homes with family. I know that’s not always a good thing, but these days, it is for me. Even though my family has changed and grown in the past 10 years, it couldn’t get any better than this.

It has been a struggle through the years as my siblings and I scattered to the wind after the death of our father. Falling outs, harsh words, jealousy, stupidity……all of it has taken its toll. Living most of my life in the middle of chaos and physical fighting, a bipolar sister whose moods swung quicker than the swing set in the backyard in a tornado, a stoner brother, a checked out mom (high on prescription drugs) and an over the road trucker father only home on weekends…….. yet our holidays were magical. Weird right? My parents always made sure that the family was all gathered together and there was a lot of love and laughter, til it was over and things went back to “normal”. Christmas was amazing with my father putting on his old beat up Santa costume for the little cousins at my aunt’s house. We’d leave there every year in a food coma and drive around our city, looking at all the best Christmas light displays. All the best were always up in the hills in the “rich” part of town.

So many great memories and at this time each year, I miss them so much. I cannot wait to introduce those traditions to our grandbabies. Yes, you read right, we have two. Tall Boy’s son has a beautiful baby girl. So we have one of each! Christmas will be so much fun, but challenging as Baby Boy’s birthday is December 21st and we are all going to keep it as NON-Christmasy as possible.

My birthday is the 22nd ( best birthday gift EVER by the way) and I always got birthday cakes shaped like Christmas trees or Santas. Then for my birthday gift, I got the choice of ONE present from underneath the Christmas tree. The first time I noticed that my relatives got more presents for their birthday, I felt jipped. But I also realized, my folks couldn’t have afforded to do it differently. I have never been a materialistic person, even as a kid. Can you imagine kids these days if that happened? Yikes!

We just want Baby Boy to have his own special day and it’s becoming a challenge as my mind goes to birthday gifts and then a few days later, Christmas. *sigh*

I know no one will probably read this blog but me, but I wanted to get back on here anyway.

Lots of funny, silly stuff happens, that I like to share, but it seems that I’ve gotten into the Facebook bubble along with the rest of the world.

I will try my best to stop in here more often, especially to read the stories from others. So much more to share in a place like this without the fear of offending anyone. Here, I don’t care. I will have good days where I will post funnies, bad days where I will bitch about life. But it’s okay.

To be continued…..


December 11, 2016

It’s coming on two years since I wrote anything on this blog. Shame on me!

Life’s been busy, and in my mind I don’t believe anyone would find it exciting, so I just haven’t blogged about anything.

I’m vowing to get back into it, even as a journal for daily life.

My first grandchild is due on December 27th!!! After watching my daughter be so sad for two years of trying to conceive ( not preventing it), I will never EVER forget the day she called me at work sobbing. She never calls me, she texts me as she knows I’m at work. So I answer “Hellooooooo?” And all I hear is her crying so hard she can’t speak. My first thought was that one of my beloved grand-dogs (yes I’m THAT person) got loose and hit by a car or something.

I told her she needed to calm down and tell what was wrong RIGHT NOW! She took a deep breath and said I’M FUCKING PREGNANT!!”, laughing and crying at the same time! Time stood still, I don’t think I breathed……I just sat that with a stupefied look on my face. After the reality hit me, I started crying right along with her. I have a wonderful job and an amazing supervisor who I consider a friend as well, so she knows all that Booger has been through. I walked to her office with tears rolling down my face and told her I needed to leave. She was automatically concerned of course. I told her what had happened and she jumped up and threw her arms around me and told me to get the hell out of there lol

I sobbed happy tears all the way to South Omaha and my daughter met me at my van, stating that her hubby was still asleep and we needed to go to Walmart QUICK! Uh……okayyyyyyy? She ran around and bought two baby bibs and children’s book called DADA and a gift bag. I got to be there, while she woke up her hubby and made him open it. He pulled out the bibs and was like WTF? lol. Then she handed him the two pregnancy tests……oh wow. That moment right there. His jaw dropped and he looked at her saying, ” no way, no fucking way!” 🙂

We have it on video, I wish I knew how to share it from my phone but I’m still electronically dense about some things. It was one of the best days of my life, I can tell you that!

Daddy is a songwriter. Baby’s name will be Lyric. Perfect.

Here’s a song he wrote about a week later.

Now it’s a few months later and here we are….


A few weeks from meeting our little Sunshine. AHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Christmas 2014, Part One…..

I say part one as our big extended family Christmas is this Sunday. I was so excited to have the kids over on Christmas day that I didn’t even think of snapping any photos. I will make up for that Sunday though.

Here are a few I snapped today as a small afterthought….


So small and simple, but the start of my snowman ornament collection. Yep he’s the only one so far.

fuzzy slippers

We shared small gifts between all of us and these are my favorite. New fuzzy slippers from my daughter. I’m easy to please and have worn them ever since. We haven’t left the house since Wednesday night and it’s been fabulous!

Jager and redbull

These were placed in the bottom of my husband’s gift bag. They will probably be in our fridge for months, but it will be worth it when he breaks them open 🙂 Usually his clothes fall off, so we have to limit the Jagerbombs if we ever go to a bar with friends LOL

I’ve spent the day today going through email alerts for free Kindle books. I’ve been reading a lot of what I call fluff lately. Murder mysteries, romance between couples that fight it til the end of the book, Paranormal/supernatural stuff. You know, witches, vampires, werewolves, fairies and whatnot.

alan alda

Today I uploaded Alan Alda’s book ” Never Have Your Dog Stuffed And Other Things I’ve Learned”. I will start it tonight as I snuggle in bed with my tablet. I can never lay down and fall right to sleep, so usually spend an hour or so channeling my mind into one location so the hundreds of pinging thoughts don’t keep me awake. I’m not sure if it’s anxiety or ADHD, but my mind goes in 10 different directions at all times and it’s hard to quiet the chaos at bedtime. It helps to get into a book, so that is the only thing I get engrossed in and the rest shuts down.

Ok, weird fact about me………

Clean Slate

It’s Christmas Eve, 2014. The gift bags ( in place of stockings) are all loaded up and under the tree. I went crazy with stuffers so had to use the bags rather than the stockings. We need new ones anyway and my holders are broken/missing, so……The kids and a few significant others are coming to unwrap gifts and eat bunches of yummy Christmas foods tomorrow. Then Sunday, the whole Damn Family will be here to exchange gifts and eat chili and cheesy potato soup.

I’m thinking back on this year and am thankful it is coming to an end. We’ve sure had our challenges, as all people do, but I’m ready for that invisible clean slate that let’s you start over with everything in life come January 1st of every year.

I would reflect on all that has happened but I will save that for a New Years blog. I have found I will write at least once a week *fingers crossed behind my back*. I used to find writing therapeutic, not sure what took me away from that.

My only excuse? Facebook games. *hangs head*

Yes, that Candy Crush and Pet Rescue Saga and Candy Crush Soda and Papa Pear Saga……. they have my full attention when I want to escape the anxiety ridden thoughts that cloud my brain at times. I started a new med for a boost but I don’t always remember to take it, so it hasn’t been working like it should. I know, as a medical professional, you’d think I would know better. Pffffffffft.

My idea was to come here, wipe my blog clean and start all over, so here I am. Starting over. Even though it’s not January yet. Screw it. I can do what I want, when I want, so there.

For someone who talks a lot, I don’t seem to have much to say lately. It’s all in my head. Maybe that’s good that those thoughts don’t come flying out of my mouth. That also means I haven’t been sharing my brilliance with you all. cough. But I vow to you now that I will make more of an effort to try and entertain you with ramblings from a short, chubby, redhaired lady from Iowa. No I don’t have cows. I’m city-fied. Well as much as you can be in Iowa. I DO have to drive a few miles to see corn if that means anything.

I’ve also been addicted to my Kindle app lately. I think I’m reading about 20 books a month on it. Addicted I tell you! Curse free Kindle books on Amazon.

See, ramblin’…….and I’m sleepy so I will wish you all a very Merry Christmas and I hope Santa is good to you and that you feel very blessed by the true meaning of the season. Mwah!