Overweight? What Else Is New?

icons_2My Caribbean vacation began one snowy cold morning around 3:15 a..m.  For those of you that now me that is early for me to be functional and upright.

However since I was leaving the cold for a warm sandy beach with my sweetheart I was in a wonderful mood and ready to travel.  That was until they weighed my suitcase.

I don’t really understand why that in the past few years it has become so important to have your suitcase weigh under fifty pounds.  Every time I ask I get some b.s. answer about balancing the plane, blah, blah, blah….  If that is true how in the world did we ever balance the plane before this rule? And won’t all the guys that only pack three things make up for all of us women that pack everything but the Christmas tree?  Sounds perfectly logical to me. And if I am having to pay $25.00 for my bag to fly shouldn’t I be able to pack what I want? I digress. [Continue Reading]

Christmas Tree Woes

It is amazing to me that before the holidays my children could not be more filled with Christmas spirit. They are eager to make their gift list, bake cookies and even decorate the house.

Every year we put up the tree and there is a lot of “ohh, look at this one” and “remember when we got this one on vacation?”. We collect ornaments in our travels and each year we get the kids an ornament based on their big interests that year. Decorating the Christmas tree is a walk down memory lane for us.

However, as soon as the wrapping paper is discarded and the dinner is digested the Yule is no longer cool at our house. They all scatter like rats on a sinking ship.

Yesterday, as I was lamenting about needing help taking down the tree my son Michael sat down beside me. He looked and me and said “Mom, remember when we were little and we would get toys out? What did you always say to us?.

“Well I always said if you get something out you are responsible for putting it away.”

“Exactly and I do believe you are the one that got the tree out.”

He made a hasty retreat and left me to ponder whether or not I was glad he had been listening to me all those years ago. When your kids use your own logic against you it’s a mixed blessing.

His quick wit is not going to get him out of helping take down the tree but it did give me something to smile about on an otherwise dreary Sunday afternoon.