I hate it when I don't have time to blog, because then I have days like today when I have so much to say but none of it goes together. So, this will be a post of randomness.
First, a funny story. The day after I posted about the dreaded turkeys they showed up again in our front yard. The boys were getting ready to leave for school and decided to "track" them around the yard a bit. Of course, they were too noisy and had the turkeys heading for the road. One of the neighbor kids saw the turkeys and started chasing them. Now at this point, my hubby went outside and asked her to please stop chasing the turkeys. She did not listen. Here comes the funny part. Those turkeys got so spooked, they started taking flight. I don't know if you've ever seen a turkey take flight, but those 40 pound birds don't get off the ground easily! Three of them didn't quite clear the house across the street and slammed into the roof before making it over the top. I cannot even imagine what it sounded like in that house to have 3 massive turkeys hit their roof at 7:00 in the morning. For days there were 3 big dents in the snow on that roof, made me laugh every time I saw it. The best part??? Not a turkey in sight since that day. Small victory for me? I think so!
This next story has no victory for me at all. For the past few nights, my husband and I have decided to play cards instead of watch tv. Now I have never been good at cards, probably because I grew up Baptist and good Baptists do not play cards. Also, my mind just doesn't wrap around the whole concept of cards. I think I'm good at many things, but cards is most definitely not one of them, I'm the one who nobody wants on their team. So, anyways, we decided to play gin rummy. Pretty easy game, I picked it up well, I thought. I honestly do not ever remember being as frustrated as I was the past 2 nights in a row. I am either the most unlucky person EVER or I'm just an idiot who really can't pick up a very easy game. I would have the best hand, ready to lay it down and Billy would draw just the card he needed to beat me. This happened over and over and over. If you know me, you know I'm pretty cool-headed, I bring a sense of calm to crisis situations and rarely lose control. I was absolutely seething, ready to punch a wall, or Billy or anything in my way at the time. UGH!!! I'm mad just thinking about it. I really am a good sport, people. I know how to lose gracefully, but something about losing when I don't seem to have any control whatsoever over the outcome just about did me in. Not much point to that story, but now you know not to have me over to play cards. Unless, of course, we're playing for money and you want a sure thing.
Now I can't remember what else I wanted to talk about. We're leaving in about 20 minutes for the long drive to my in-laws for Thanksgiving weekend. Looking forward to some real shopping! Oh, and of course, for Thanksgiving...Am I the only one who thinks the actual Thanksgiving dinner is horrid? Everybody else is stuffed and I wish I could get away with just eating pumpkin pie. I love the season of giving thanks, it just seems like every year it goes by and I have a sense of "we MUST do that better next year". I don't know, just my thoughts...
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