Ok... so Sam and I are here at the Hi D with our pack of 3 dogs... which are getting along great however I did try to get a hold of the aggressive dog trainer because I am not stupid enough to think it won't happen again! We are hoping he will call and come by Monday... I talked to my daughter the other day for over an hour "Mom! Is Dad upset with me? no one told me the bar HAD to be moved by Friday" "No he is not upset with you, he just doesn't understand why you wanted that huge thing" she sighs "because Grampa made it and I didn't want to see it get thrown away!" [She is right... it came damn close to getting thrown away] Only because we have a bigger, nicer bar of Grampa's in storage... When he was the pilot for the U.S. Ambassador to India for 4 years he had 'man servants' and they made him this really cool Teak Bar... [what was up with Grampa and bars for crying out loud?] Ok... I am one to talk... I have a wicked hangover today... Let's just say Captain Morgan kicked my ass last night... I am not hanging out with pirates anymore! I am sticking with my Amaretto and Orange Juice from now on! What the hell was I thinking? I wasn't thinking, I just wanted a couple of cocktails with my hubby by the fire last night... Ok it was more like 4 cocktails but who's counting! I was out of Orange Juice and someone brought Captain Morgan up here for Thanksgiving... I guess I was just going through my Christmas Bah Humbug mood... I don't know if its because I don't have any small kids at home to make Christmas magical or what but for the past few years I have dreaded Christmas... I am so tired of the 'Christmas is about presents thing'... I was telling my daughter this the other day... She was saying funds are kind of tight this year for them... and I told her "Candice I wish all you kids would go out in the world and do something for others... like feeding the homeless or donating blankets to a shelter or helping a senior citizen... then come on Christmas for dinner and tell me the stories... I would LOVE that kind of present for Christmas! I really would... its better than some present you give me that I can't remember the next year yanno?"
Every year Sam and I have this same conversation... Sam says "Honey what do you want for Christmas" and I always say "Oh... Ummm I don't know, I don't NEED anything... let me think about it" and he says "Ok" This year I changed things up on him though... We were laying in bed the other night watching T.V. and he says "Honey, what do you want for Christmas this year?" and I said "Oh... ummm... I have a list" he cracked up "Oh, you have a list this year huh?" "Ya..." "Oh really, what is the first thing on that list?" "I want you to wash my hair and blow dry it one night" he laughed then groaned "Awww, can't I just buy you something" "Nope... wanna know the next item on the list?" "No not really but what is it?" "A nice foot massage" Sam groaned "Well you got me there... I thought you were going to make me pay mega bucks for your list for Christmas" I smiled "Oh Honey... I would NEVER do that for Christmas... that comes in Feb for our 25th anniversary..."