... And We'll All Have Excema!

The painting and cleaning continue apace.

Six days til Thanksgiving. Four days until the first arrivals begin. First my sister-in-law and her family (three daughters, one husband) next Tuesday. Then my brother-in-law and his family (daughter, son, wife and aging dog) and my mother and father-in-law on Wednesday (with RV). All will be staying in or around our house.

Sixteen people. In or around our house.

Yep.

For the last week or so I've been all itchy. At first, it seemed like poison ivy. But I don't go outside much and all the poison ivy around here is dead. And the first eruption was on my back. So ... it's not poison ivy. Then (the hypochondriac me) I thought it was my liver shutting down. Because of course everyone has liver failure in the normal course of their life. It took a day or so for me to remind myself that liver failure also includes violent vomiting and, um, yellow skin. It's not liver failure.

After much discussion with Jennifer, we've concluded it's stress-related excema. Wonderful. Not that I'm under any stress or anything.

This morning Ross was discussing the plan for the house (the remaining painting and cleaning) and how we're going to get it done without so much stress (read me ... yelling stomping and crying, or conversely sitting on the sofa losing all will to live) and with more happiness. John replied, "Well if we don't do that then we'll all have excema!"

Yeah.

And did I mention that the day after Thanksgiving every single known to me in-law is coming for a party. All 35 of them.

Deargodinheaven, what have I done?

How Many Women ... ?

I have received this e-mail forward from two separate women in the past four days. The two women I received it from do not know each other and are from completely different parts of my life. It's very funny because it relates to the fact that I have been on a rant lately in my house that no. one. can. throw. trash. away!!!! Some of you may remember my kitchen rant about the papertowel tubes that remained on the counter for several days. Yeah ... that. So, in honor of my friends ...

Q: How many women does it take to change a light bulb?

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Woman's Answer: One! ONLY ONE!!!!


And do you know WHY? Because no one else in this house knows HOW to change a light bulb! They don't even know that the bulb is BURNED OUT!! They would sit in the dark for THREE DAYS before they figured it out. And, once they figured it out, they wouldn't be able to find the darn light bulbs despite the fact that they've been in the SAME CABINET for the past 17 YEARS! But if they did, by some miracle of God, actually find them, 2 DAYS LATER, the chair they dragged to stand on to change the STUPID light bulb would STILL BE IN THE SAME SPOT!!!!! AND UNDERNEATH IT WOULD BE THE WRAPPER THE FREAKING LIGHT BULBS CAME IN!!! BECAUSE NO ONE EVER PICKS UP OR CARRIES OUT THE GARBAGE! IT'S A WONDER WE HAVEN'T ALL SUFFOCATED FROM THE PILES OF GARBAGE THAT ARE A FOOT DEEP IN THE ENTIRE DAGGONE HOUSE!! IT WOULD TAKE AN ARMY TO CLEAN THIS PLACE! AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON WHO CHANGES THE TOILET PAPER ROLL!!


I'm sorry. What was the question?

Player of the Week!

Whoooooooo Hoooo ... that would be my girl this week! I'm so dang proud of her I could just spit!!

Here's Coach's write up:

#94

This was not an easy choice because there were so many stand-out performances this week! But a goal was given to Lillie two weeks ago and this weekend it was apparent that Lillie had set her mind to accomplish it. Throughout the week, a new level of performance rose from #94 and it became apparent in Saturday afternoon’s game.

Lillie performed well as a first line wing, with a new command in puck handling and protection. Her growing capability gives our team a new line combination option and Lillie was asked to center our “Checking” line on Sunday. To say she was successful is an understatement: Lillie’s line shut-out the opponent; doing the job they were tasked with. Lillie Andrews is in her “breakout” season. Look for great things to happen!

She is doing so well ...

Hah! And now we know what she can do, we'll have to see if some of this doggedness, persistence and determination can transfer to her ... schoolwork!

Non Sequitur

Driving home from hockey practice the other night. Lillie and friend in middle row of seats. John in way back. It's dark out. Voice from the back,

"Mom! Dad! I saw a deer on the side of the road!"

Ross, responding in kind, "That's cool, John. Was it alive?"

"I don't know, but it was dead."

Mindless chatter continued without abating from middle row as parents attempt (without avail) to control laughter. Just how do you respond to that?