Baby Brain

Apparently during pregnancy, especially the last trimester, women experience what’s called baby brain. It basically means you become more forgetful than usual. I haven’t felt very forgetful I think. I know I take my rings off and forget where I sat them or I’ll almost forget to take my prenatal vitamins but nothing too wild.

Yesterday, I totally had baby brain. Just full on thought I was losing it and on top of that, my husband must have it too cause he didn’t catch what we both missed either.

I was driving home from work when I decided I wanted fruit. On Sunday, before seeing Avengers: Infinity War, we went to this brunch spot called First Watch to get brunch before the movie; curbs you wanting to spend $5 on a small popcorn. I got what’s called an elevated egg sandwich. It’s basically a BLT but it uses arugla, no tomato, no mayo, but with cheese, mashed avocado and an egg on a brioche bun. It normally comes with a side of potatoes but I wanted fruit so I got seasonal fruit bowl. After eating that, I decided I craved more fruit; lots of fruit my brain screamed!

Fast forward to Monday and I’m leaving work. I decide I’m going to go shop and get all this fruit cause I just want to eat fruit. And mall food yesterday but mostly fruit, lol. I go to Acme which is our local grocery store cause it’s on my way home. It’s after 5pm and it’s warm as hell outside so I forgo wearing my jacket. I leave the car and go to lock it but it doesn’t lock. I realized it was cause my car keys were in my jacket pocket that was still in the car. So I reach in, grab my keys and go into the store.

It should be noted here that I have key fobs not actual keys. This means, I don’t need to take a key out to unlock or lock the car or to even start the car cause it’s push to start. I just need the fob on my person. It looks like this:

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Technically all fobs have a key inside of them too. But it’s used for valet purposes where you give the valet the fob and you keep your key:

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As you can see, I have two fobs and they are identical. But one is for each car cause my husband and I swap between the sedan and the coupe depending on the month.

Anyway, I’m in Acme and I’m buying all this fruit okay. Watermelon, honeydew, strawberries, pears, grapes, etc. Husband actually convinced me to buy grapes that were touted to taste like cotton candy. They kind of do but they’re still gross just fyi. Those grapes are all his. I go through the self checkout and I pull my keys out to scan the little Acme card so I get all the discounts right. I carry a small purse. I mean it’s like tablet size purse so I just clip my keys to the strap, pay and walk away. I get in the car, drive home and that’s that. I greet the husband and then walk into the living room to greet the cats. I’m greeting Isabel and my keys drop off my purse. I scared the living Jesus out of her so I wented to apologize for that and picked up my keys.

I’m sitting here holding them and I notice that they feel awfully light. Two fobs are heavy for the record and that’s not including everything else on my keychain. I look down and half my set is missing. My husband goes “you’re missing a whole car!” and not only that, my house key, garage key and the key to my mom’s property. So of course I’m frantic. I go and retrace my steps from the garage to the house. I call Acme to see if anyone turned in keys and just generally flipping out. It wasn’t the thought of losing my house keys cause that’s minimal to replace but it was replacing the damn fob!

So we hop in the car and go back to Acme to retrace all our steps to make sure the keys weren’t in the parking lot or in the cart or in the store. Talk to customer service again about keys that may  have been turned in; everything we can think of. We go back home and I’m admitting defeat, on the verge of tears cause that’s more money I didn’t want to spend. PLUS! What are the odds the key I lost wasn’t the key that got me home?? It would have been easier if I’d lost that one then I wouldn’t be able to go home and would have found them quickly I think.

I decide to call Honda to see what the damage is going to be. Millardo comes walking over flopping over on his back looking cute and I’m so upset, I kept pushing him away. But he’s persistent and he’s also cute so while I’m on the phone waiting to get a quote, I look down at him and out of the corner of my eye I see a Honda logo…

I look at the cat.

I look at the keys.

My husband walks in the room and looks at the cute cat and notices what I notice. And we literally  just stared at the floor for a good 2 minutes because sitting next to the wheel of my laptop stand are my freaking keys! I’m still on the phone with Honda and I just start laughing hysterically. I still get the quote cause I was already on the phone anyway — $250 to replace if you were curious (kill me) — and my husband reaches down and picks up the keys and is like “what is this sorcery?”. Then he blames the cat, hahaha.


So that’s one of my baby brain stories. I still have 10 weeks to go so I have time for more wouldn’t you say? Moral of this story is, cats have magic. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. 🙂

Facebook Friday 3/9/18

Hey, hey! It’s Facebook Friday!

Quite a snowy one where I’m located. Spring is when again? Hopefully around the corner especially since Daylight Saving Time is on Sunday. We’re all going to lose an hour (unless you’re in the rest of the world and not subjected to this oh or live in Hawaii or majority of Arizona). Losing time is always so much fun!

Facebook Fridays is a weekly segment of RT where I share some fun stuff I observed on Facebook this past week. I share a fun meme or screenshot, a video that resonated in some capacity and a photo of my own.

I went into this thinking I didn’t have any memes to share but turns out I do have one from last week that I did share and didn’t realize I shared. What if Harry Potter was Harry Otter? These would be the book titles:

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Next, I didn’t see any cool videos this week for once! But I did see the most hilarious Twitter thread in a while; also animal related:

I mean I laughed like a hyena when I read these especially the first one and it just got better and better! This Gwen woman is brilliant!

Finally, I actually shared quite a few pictures with one occurring last week:

First, my husband and I may or may not have an obsession with Simply juices. From left to right you have Simply Grapefruit, Simply Orange Pineapple, Simply Tropical, Simply Apple and Simply Orange with calcium and Vitamin D added. If you haven’t had these juices…. you should.

Next I shared a picture of King Jerk. He was sitting on me while I was binge watching How to Get Away with Murder and after I snapped the picture I realized it was actually pretty good looking and shared it (I used my phone to take this which is a Google Pixel XL):

Lastly, my husband and I have been trying out the food meal delivery service Hello Fresh. We’re on our second week and I didn’t want to love it but I do. I made Pineapple Poblano Beef Tacos last night and I’ve died and gone to heaven with it’s goodness:

The left picture is the salsa which is poblano, red onion, roma tomatoes, pineapple, cilantro and fresh lime juice and the right is the final product with the seasoned ground beef added and the crema sauce which is basically sour cream mixed with lime juice. This was one meal I wish I could have regurgitated and ate again but I’ll settle for just cooking the recipe again. 😉 I had never had a poblano peper before and it’s definitely one of my favorite peppers now. (Also, please excuse any background of my ugly kitchen/mess I made.)

That’s it for Facebook Friday! Did you see anything interesting in your social medias this week? Let me know in the comments below and have a wonderful, warm weekend!

See you Monday!

Rumis #2

Long while ago, I made a rumis post. I forget what it was about and since I transferred the blog it got lost in cyberspace maybe (I didn’t actually go search for it; laziness and all that). In the post I talked about something that was weighing on my mind. Well, today I’m having another one of those and I feel like sharing.

Have you ever had someone tell you that they’re the type of person that doesn’t do well with confrontation? I’ve been thinking about what that truly means because when I hear it, I view it as someone who doesn’t like to invite drama in their life or maybe they don’t do well with drama. So I decided to Google it.

Definition of confrontation

the act of confronting the state of being confronted: such as
a a face-to-face meeting 

  • confrontation between the suspect and the victim
b the clashing of forces or ideas conflict 

  • a violent confrontation between rival gangs

Both of these definitions seem quite hostile wouldn’t you say? When I talk about confrontation, I generally mean it in terms of if you have a problem, whether it be with a person, place or thing, you address it. I’ll be the first to admit that I can be very confrontational and not in a bad way. If there’s something wrong, I want to know and if a person doesn’t volunteer the information on their own, there’s a huge chance I’m going to ask them up front. If I have a problem with a product I bought, best believe I’m calling the seller or manufacturer to fix it or give me my money back. If I had a bad experience at a place, I will most definitely make the place aware of my negative experience and even go so far as to leave a negative review if they seem like they don’t care.

I wasn’t always this way. It was actually my husband that brought this out in me. I used to be the queen of giving people the silent treatment. It wasn’t so that I wouldn’t have to confront them, it just made me feel like I had the upper hand because I wasn’t responsive. I can remember arguments we would have back in our dating stages where I would treat him like he didn’t existed even though we lived in the same house and slept in the same bed. It came quite easily because again, I felt I was the superior one and could talk on my terms not his.

Let me tell you, I almost lost him over it.

He broke down one day. Told me that he knows I’m really upset but he needed me to know how the silence was hurting him more than me not talking about my upset. It was a pivotal moment for me, let me tell you. I ended up feeling like complete shit because I realized he was right. How do you solve a problem with continual silence? How can someone know what’s really going on in your head if you don’t say anything?

I always tell everyone I’m not a mind reader. I’ve learned to use this phrase over and over again. I learned the lesson best while working in retail and experienced all the behind the back talking because people were too afraid to speak their minds but found it really easy to gossip to other people. It’s literally dumping fuel on a spark that is going to turn into a raging fire. I also learned that it doesn’t help to be passive aggressive either. Again, most of us are not mind readers. Sometimes it simply needs to be spelled out if you’re at all interested in a problem getting fixed. So I became that manager that speak to people head on. Some people appreciated it and some people didn’t and that’s perfectly fine but I had to job to do and ultimately it made my staff comfortable enough to come speak to me instead of spreading gossip every day.

I’m definitely not perfect and I know I can be a tough individual to deal with but I always promise honesty and I have no problems apologizing for something if I’m in the wrong. Does that make me a confrontational person? Maybe, but I think ultimately it makes me a better human being in general. In a world where most of us talk to each other on the internet, I often ponder how people can’t be more bold and more forward even if they aren’t in real life. It’d be a real confidence booster if you ask me considering it’s like a 5% chance, maybe less, that we’ll ever meet in real life. That’s not how I roll of course. What you see is what you’d get in real life but the screen is almost more of a confidence booster than a dampener I would think. But we’re all different so I definitely don’t fault anyone at all who has a different though process. All I want to do is understand, apologize and fix stuff so we’re all happy in the end. Is that too much to ask? I don’t know; maybe.

What do you think? Do you view the definition of confrontational different than Merriam Webster? Would you consider yourself confrontational or non-confrontational? This is a touchy subject so don’t feel obligated to comment if you don’t want to!

Blind

A friend of mine recommended a book for me to read recently. I’m part of the Ultimate Reading Challenge which lasts the whole year and I’m reading my tearjerker for this month. It’s highly likely I won’t finish it til March 1st because my life got in the way and I forgot February is stunted but so far I’m enjoying the story immensely and is what inspired this post today.

You ever think about the many definitions of one word or the many ways it’s interpreted? The main word revolving around my book is the word “blind“. While I was driving to work today, I was thinking about the many ways a person can be blind. There are lots of famous phrases for the word of course but I wanted to touch on a few that occur pretty regularly in a person’s daily life.

The most obvious definition of blind that comes to mind is a person who physically cannot see. Either they were born that way maybe lost their physical sight due to disease or another reason. To piggyback off this definition, there’s also color blindness as well; people who do not have enough cones and rods in their eyes to be able to see color.

Following physical blindness, there’s blindness of the mind. What I mean when I say this I always think about dreaded politics. I’m not a fan of talking about politics but I admit I do engage in conversations here and there once in a while. I liken blindness of the mind to being closed minded; a person who is unwilling to see past what they believe, their specific morals, ethics, etc. When it comes to getting into a debate whether it be politics or something else, there are people who are unwilling to open their mind and see another person’s point of view on the same subject matter. Or maybe they are willing to see but don’t care to really listen. I guess in this scenario, having an open mind and open ears kind of go hand to hand. Sometimes you can find a break in the stronghold of another person’s mind and sometimes you can’t. It’s hard to make someone understand that you aren’t trying to change their mind, you just would like them to see how your thought processes are evaluating the same topic. I guess the phrase, “walking in another person’s shoes” could fit here.

Lastly, I think of emotional blindness or blindness of the heart. A good example of this could be “love at first sight“. This is a common phrase where a person feels at one glance they’ve met the love of their life. Sometimes that’s true and sometimes it’s wrong. When it’s wrong, people will often shut down their “heart’s eyes”. I mean that in the sense that they are either unwilling or do not believe that they can ever open their heart to another person again. The same thing applies to friendship. Once you’ve been burned once or twice, you become wary of opening your emotions or “breaking down that barrier” to another person. Or maybe even the opposite is true where you can’t see “the writing on the wall” so to speak; that it’s obvious the friendship is going down the drain no matter how much you try, or don’t try, to salvage it.

At the end of the day, in any scenario of blindness, you become reliant on all your other senses, whether they’re physical or emotional. Trusting your other senses becomes quite interesting and intriguing when you think about it because your “eyes” make it so easy. Anyway, I can’t wait to see how my story develops considering the ways in which it inspired me to write this post today.

Do you ever think about the many interpretations of a single word? Are there other definitions of being blind that I didn’t cover? Let me know in the comments below!

Intelligence Level

Super late post today. My morning was something else.

The other day I was listening to some morning radio show on the way to work and they were talking about how, I guess, society measures intelligence levels. Usually you’re either street smarts, or have a highly developed common sense level, or you’re just book smart. There’s also the in between which is an average of sorts but there’s many variations of average depending on which way you lean on this intelligence scale.

A person who has street smarts is generally termed as someone who is quick on their feet. They are able to make smart decisions on the fly without little to no research and little to not thought because things just make sense. I like to equate them to people who could lead you into and out of a forest without a map because they are able to just gauge light patterns and moss growth and natural things like that. They never get lost.

A person who is book smart is generally someone who pretty much keeps their nose in a book and get all their information from books without looking at the practical world much. They are full of facts and knowledge that maybe useful or may just be useless and when it comes to making a decision, they need lots of time to think about it; weigh pros and cons, do research, get a survey of other people’s opinions before ultimately deciding the best course of action. As for navigating in the natural world? You can forget it. You’ll be lost.

Then there are those in the middle. Those who lean more towards the book smart but still have a decent amount of common sense and those who have tons of common sense but know just enough from a book that it comes in handy in certain instances. I like to think I’m a mixture of the two. I’m sure we all do. I do a lot of reading but I also have a lot of practical knowledge of the world around me. I want to do things as quickly and painlessly as possible and I have no trouble making snap decisions when necessary because they just make sense. My husband leans more towards the common sense part of the scale than I do. First off, he’s a human atlas. He can navigate through a paper bag in the dark buried in the ocean. It’s surreal. He’s also really good at making snap decisions which is good sometimes and bad other times.

I can say, from working a lot of retail and meeting a ton of different types of people, there are a lot of people who definitely need more common sense. You can read every book in the world but it won’t prepare you for real life scenarios where you have to base your judgement and decisions on instinct. Instinct is the root of it all. It’s the key to our personalities and whether or not we lean one way or the other on this imaginary intelligence scale.

So then really would that make us all average(ly) intelligent?

Curious.

Where do you think you weigh on this scale? Are you more book smart or street smart? Let me know in the comments below!

Under Your Wear

I don’t know about you all but where I am but it’s ugly outside. We got slammed with tons of snow overnight and I had to drive like a grandpa to get to work safely today because plowing suddenly doesn’t exist. I figured today’s post should be a funny one considering the gloomy outdoors and what better way to make all you lovely people laugh than by sharing an embarrassing story about me!

I’m what I like to call a lazy laundry doer. I normally wait til the last minute to do my laundry. That means Sunday night, the day before I need clean clothes to go to work, about 2-3 hours before I need to go to bed. It’s a terrible habit, I know. I wash just enough clothes for me to make it through the week and then it’s just a never ending cycle each week. However, the one piece of clothing I have in abundance, is underwear. Actually socks too. I probably have enough underwear and socks to last for every day of a whole month. I’m a compulsive, “oh those are pretty” type of buyer when it comes to those two things. So underclothes washing usually gets washed all at once when I realize I’m running out. Again, terrible habit, I know!

So this past Sunday, I washed a bunch of work shirts and pants and almost every pair of underwear I own. I also have a bad habit of folding laundry and leaving it in the basket. Let’s just say I’m a bad laundry doer on top of the laziness. I make it a point to fold all my shirts and pants right out of the dryer because they’re really warm and soft and if you fold them right then, you don’t have to worry about ironing later especially for a lazy person such as myself. I get all my clothes nice and neat and folded in the basket and then go about the rest of my night before bed.

In the morning, I go to get dressed and I have this plethora of shirts to pick from. I’ve taken to wearing the longer type of shirts. You know the shirts that cover your butt especially if you wear leggings (which I don’t, at least not outside of my house). So I have this nice grey striped flannel shirt on top of a tank top cause I’m a freeze child so I constantly dress in layers. Then I go to work.

All day long I wear my hoodie because I’m always cold even with a heater under my desk. It’s a miracle I have that 98.6 degree body temperature cause I never feel that warm. I go out to talk to my buddy grumps and I realize that I feel extra bulky on my left side. While I’m talking to him, I reach over and sort of do a pat down of myself and realize there is something extra under my shirt! If you could see the inside of a person’s head while they’re thinking, mine would have been hilarious.

I’m sitting here thinking, “huh… so I folded up something in this shirt and didn’t realize it was there before I put it on. I bet it’s underwear. It can only be underwear or maybe it’s a bra but it feels like underwear..” All while having a conversation with grumps outside of my head. Then I decide I should pull it out and see if I’m right. I start to reach under my shirt to pull it out. Remember, I’m wearing a tank top under the shirt. The first touch of the fabric and I knew it was underwear and it didn’t click in my mind until the last second that I probably shouldn’t display my underwear, especially since I didn’t know what color they were, to grumps even though I thought it was the most hilarious thing ever! I think he would have taken it in stride if I suddenly yanked out my undies but instead I tucked my elbow into my side, crossed my arms and continued the conversation til it ended. Then I went back to my office, pulled out the sneaky undies to stash in my purse and just laughed to myself.

So the moral of my story is, don’t be a lazy laundry doer like me. Shake out your clothes because static electricity can have you walking out of your house with underwear stuck to places they shouldn’t be. 🙂

Caption This

First day back to work and I thought it would fun to post this picture I took while I was on my break. I walked out of the house and you know, you don’t normally look at your feet right away. I didn’t notice the sight until I came back from wherever I went that day and it made me pause and wonder at the story behind it. Maybe a squirrel dropped his cache in the way home because a cat was chasing him on his heels?? Maybe it wasn’t a squirrel at all but a tiny chipmunk who just didn’t have enough space for these last two nuts? Maybe it wasn’t a rodent at all but a cryptic message left to inform me of something important??

What do you think? Is my imagination a little too wild? Let me know in the comments below!

Year in Review

There are exactly 13 days left in 2017. I feel like this year swept by me so quickly. While I was driving into work, I sort of did a recap of all the things I’ve experience this year and thought I’d share a little bit with you today.

Let’s take it back to January shall we? In late January, I made the decisions to leave the pet world behind and pursue a completely different career path. That was pretty rough let me tell you because I love working with animals but the stress and work politics definitely took their toll and stressed me out almost to the point that it was unhealthy. An opportunity presented itself and I was definitely very afraid to take it. I had to get advice from so many different people and ultimately decided to go. We’re now at the end of December and I’m still at this job and very grateful and happy that I made the right decision. I’ve learned a lot and experienced even more.

Fast forward to April when my husband and I bought our first dining table set for our new house. Which btw, we bought our first late September of 2016 and have been living in it for more than a year so huzzah to that! Went from a one bedroom apt to a three bedroom house. It’s a wonderful feeling. We also attended my closest friend’s wedding in April as well. Unfortunately the marriage didn’t last long and they’re getting a divorce now but the wedding was still a momentous occasion considering marriage equality laws have only just been passed. Also, my best friend came to visit me and see our house for the first time in April and I got to briefly teach her how to drive manual which was soooo fun!

In May, which is my birth month, I got to touch a and sit in a Tesla which was soooooo cool! I also got to get a crash course in honeybee keeping. Then June came along and I got another crash course in picking cherries; all things I’ve never done before. By the end of June however, I got to meet one of my FAVORITE authors. I made a spontaneous decision to drag my husband and drive 4 hours to Cincinnati to meet Darynda Jones and have her sign all of my books. Definitely one of the best experiences of 2017 let me tell you! I also got to meet J.R. Ward and her bodyguard as well as a wonderful up and coming indie author, Melanie Jayne. Oh, I also got my passport renewed in June so I’m ready to travel the world! I also can’t forget, in June, I went to my first ever Pride parade which was a beautiful experience, I also got to tour a submarine in downtown Cleveland which was REALLY cool and I really need to make a post about that one day.

In July, I participated in a surprise birthday party for my grandma for her 75th birthday. I got to see my grandma cry for the first time ever and she NEVER cries! My husband and I also got to witness our old car save a squirrels life and then we sold that car and got a new one. I went to a lavender festival with one of my friends and I still have the lavender bunch I picked (I dried it out for weeks) sitting on our dining table. Then, in September, I went to visit my 9 month pregnant friend for the first time since her and husband moved into that apt years ago and feel a baby hiccup in the womb. Such an alien feeling still! The following week, I got to see Ed Sheeran in concert for the first time ever and I love him even more than I did before!

Fast forward to October when my husband and I got to finally take a vacation for the first time in about 2 years. We went to Florida with my best friend and her husband, stayed in a fancy suite and went to amusement parks such as Islands of Adventure and Busch Gardens. We also got to play in the ocean and horseback ride (!!!!!!!) which seriously? I need to do more often let me tell you. Finally, last month, November, I got to meet Patty in person which is my first time meeting a blogger in person and we had a grand time!

Speaking of the blog, I have to point out that I started Reactionary Tales in February of this year and it has been nothing but amazing. Some of you (you know who you are), I’m so grateful for knowing because I know we’ll be friends forever. For everyone else, I just appreciate anyone who takes time out of their day to read and comment on my posts. You’ve made this blogging experience very enjoyable and I look forward to continuing in 2018 as well as experience everything yet to come!

How was your 2017? Did you have any first time experiences? Are you looking forward to 2018? Let me know in the comments below!

(P.S. if you’re wondering how I remembered all of that, I didn’t. I went through my Google Photos which tell me the story of my year 😉 )

Road… Annoyances?

I was having a conversation with my husband while driving home from work Last Friday and I felt like it would make a good blog post and maybe spark a little conversation among ourselves. As you all know by now, I have a long drive to and from work. I work Mon-Fri, 8am-4:30pm and it takes me 45 minutes one way to get to and from work. As you can imagine, that means encountering many types of drivers; from the really slow or granny drivers to the speed racers. I know saying granny drivers is a little mean but that’s how slow drivers have always been referenced to me even from my own grandmother so I do apologize if that offends anyone but that’s the term I’m using. My drive consists of driving through 3 Ohio counties (fun fact: there are 88 of them). How people drive is usually determined by the weather. During the cold or rainy days, people are a little more cautious (obnoxious) in their driving. On sunny days people are a lot more speedy (also obnoxious) in their driving.

As I’ve mentioned before as well, I drive standard or stick shift or manual depending on who you ask. That means I have 3 pedals to work with instead of 2 which would make it an automatic car. Have you ever heard the phrase “road rage”? If you haven’t, let me explain it to you. Road rage is when people get annoyed with your driving and start doing obnoxious things like ride your bumper, honk at you or even go as far as yell out the window at you if they get the opportunity to pass you by. Usually this happens because a person is driving too slow or don’t use a turn signal when turning or ride their brakes; those sorts of things.

I have this ritual of having to be on the phone with people while I’m driving long distances. Since my husband gets home before I do, he’s usually my talk person on the drive. I don’t know when I started doing this but I just like having someone on the phone with me in case something happens or I get pulled over and a cop isn’t very nice (has to be said; I’m black). Luckily though, I’m a pretty safe driver and it’s overall nice to just have someone to talk to instead of the drone of NPR or silence (because I hate commercials so the radio is not an option). On Friday I was behind some silly drivers. One couldn’t decide if he wanted to use his turn signal or not and when he finally made up his mind he was going to turn he didn’t use it. Another literally took 5 minutes to turn a corner and another was a bumper rider. Instead of “raging” which usually involves a lot of cursing, I made thoughtful observations such as, “hmm, I don’t think he knows what he’s doing. Maybe his turn signal is broken. Hey! I’m going the speed limit!” and “I wonder if he’s lost….”. What was funny is I didn’t even realize what I was saying til my husband burst out laughing. I was like, “what’s so funny?” He was like, “you sound like you’re narrating a book!” and continued to giggle.

Apparently I have road annoyances instead of road rage (his words not mine), haha. I confess though that there are times where the rage lets loose and I want to make my car fly over everyone but most times it seems I find it all more amusing than anything else. So yeah, random story I wanted to share with you all. Are you a regular road driver? Do you think you have road rage or road annoyances? Let me know in the comments below!

Thankful

Good morning my friends and Happy Wednesday! It is the day before Thanksgiving in America and I just wanted to do a bit of a dedication type of post to things I’m thankful for this year and to give you a little bit of an idea of how Thanksgivings usually go for me, except this year will be different.

So here’s a list of things I’m thankful for:

  • My husband – He has to be first obviously cause I love his face to death and he’s always amazing even when I’m mad at him 😉
  • My animals – Milliardo, Isabel, and Turtle for just being their cute selves
  • My friends – My people; the ones I talk to on a regular basis who enjoy my conversations and company. I adore you all
  • Book authors – for continually writing books and keeping me entertained
  • Netflix – for the ability to lose a day by binge watching shows
  • My house – cause it’s a warm, fun, safe place to be that’s full of love
  • My car – cause it runs and I rely on it pretty heavily
  • My job – because it pays me
  • The internet – because it’s just plain awesome
  • My cellphone – because it takes good pictures and is good at reminding me of things

I left off my family because I’m going to go into them in my Thanksgiving dinner story. So, every year, my grandma or one of my aunts, sometimes my mom, would host Thanksgiving for the family. It’s always been that way for as long as I can remember. They would do all the cooking and all I had to do was show up and eat. I do not exaggerate when I talk about the love affair I have with food. I’m known as a bottomless pit around this time because it’s standard for me to eat two, full plates of food and dessert. Not to mention all the leftovers I take home because I love Thanksgiving leftovers. Once all the food is cooked, we come around the table and hold hands. Each person says what they’re thankful for and the food gets blessed. I’m not religious but I respect my family so I go along with it every year. It’s always a good time cause it’s one of the only times I’m around so much of my family at once.

This year is going to be a bit different. My grandma is getting older and she’s not trying to host these big holiday dinners anymore. Everyone wanted us to host at our house but my house is off limits til we upgrade a few things (and because we just don’t want a large group of people in our house; also I’m lazy and don’t want to cook all that food). My grandma loves us (we’re her favorite grandkids) and she absolutely wants to spend Thanksgiving with us even if it’s just the 3 of us. So her and I made a menu and she invited about 4 other grandkids but no one seems interested. That’s fine, more food for me. So this year is different because I’m actually cooking stuff. Collard greens and apple pie to be specific. We also bought a half ham. It’s already cooked so I can’t take credit for just heating that up. I’m a little excited and if my food is a hit, I’ll contemplate hosting Thanksgiving next year. I’ll share pictures next week. 🙂

Lastly, before this post gets any longer, I’m excited for later today because I’m meeting Mrs. Patty over at Moohnshine’s Corner today! Yep, that’s right, blogger meet up! She’s in my neck of the woods this week and I can’t wait for my work day to be over.

Happy Thanksgiving to everyone who’s celebrating this year! I hope you all have a wonderful day with your families and to those outside the US, have a happy Wednesday and Thursday!

(P.S. No endangered post tomorrow. It will resume next week.)