Monday, December 31, 2007

Auf Wiedersen 2007

The end of another year! Do you have your resolutions written? Me either. After this afternoons trek with Tracy, I am going to add "never again get a free New Years Eve makeover at Ulta. I am starting to think I will never get the silver glitter off of my eyelids. I am looking forward to what adventures lay ahead. Sans hooker make up.

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Saturday, December 29, 2007

Mark Mueller

An old friend, Mark Mueller died suddently on the 26th. My dear friend Nancy is much more eloquente and her message of him is much better than anything I could write. (blog@liedel.org)
The first thing that popped in my head when I got the news was the 5 hour car trip to and fro that he and I took together to move Nancy into her sassy corporate digs in Chicago. I can honestly say that I have never been as drunk as I was the night the three of us had a million course dinner and drinks at Heaven on Seven.
He was truly a very calm, to the point "Captian Beige" He took amazing pictures and was just a great individual.

Sunday, December 23, 2007

Sunday,Sunday La La La La

It is almost here!
A few days of hurried last minute shopping and hurried finished touches on the decorating. I have found the christmas spirit and am absolutley looking forward to family time and celebrating the season. Very much looking forward to 2008 and the posibilities and adventures that lay ahead.
I love that about the holiday season, a chance to be with family and to place the old year behind you. I am absolutley ready to place 2007 in the vault.

Friday, December 21, 2007

Friday Feast #172

Appetizer:
Make up a word and give us its definition.

Yeebus! “A nice way of saying Holy Sh*t”

Soup:
What is currently your favorite song?

Haunted When The Minutes Drag (Alleged Remix) _ Collide

Salad:
What’s at the top of your Christmas wish list this year?

New Dooney Purse (LOVE EM)

Ipod Touch


Main Course:
Name a scent that reminds you of someone special in your life.

Butane Lighter fluid and fresh air. My grandpa always had a butane lighter in his work shirt pocket. When I was younger, I would lay on his side and watch TV. (Grizzly Adams)

Dessert:
Who is someone on television that you feel probably shouldn’t be, and why?
Hmmm Not really for me to say? If I don’t like something, I just don’t watch it.

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Thursday, December 20, 2007

Thursday Thirteen

Thirteen Great Christmas Memories

1) My walking Mickey Mouse from my Uncle Robert
2) My 4 feet tall hand made Raggedy Ann and Andy from my Aunt Nancy
3) My dads cooking on Christmas Eve
4) My first Chrismas moring with Mike's girls
5) Sitting in my parents living room with Mikey, Jessica and Tony, talking about Christmas as kids
6) Vermicille
7) My first Santa Bear
8) The kitchen set my grandfather made for me to match my grandmothers real one
9) Watching 24 h ours of a Christmas Story on TNT with Mikey
10) Christmas with my family at my Aunt Bettys Farm
11) The desk my grandfather made me that is small enough for my 5' height
12) The barn my grandfather made me for my stuffed horse, so he had a house
13) Going to my first tree farm this year

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Manic Monday: Carol (Late)

Manic Monday: Carol

Ahhhhhhh Christmas carols. Those lovely melodies that bring about visions of spirituality, love, family, reindeer with social acceptance issues…
None of those bring a smile to my face or glow to my nose like Elmo and Patsy belting out the ever popular Christmas classic: “Grandma got ran over by a Reindeer”.
My grandmother (Lula) HATED that song. I, of course, loved singing that song to her just to driver her batty. I miss her on a daily basis. She got me. She always knew what to say and always made everything better. There are few people on this planet that know my soul, and she did.
This time of year I think of her more often and wish we could sit and just chat. “Grams, you are NOT going to believe what I did this time” She would believe it. Some people get teary singing, “I’ll be home for christmas” or “I am dreaming of a white Christmas”. Not me, this country girl gets teary at “Grandma got run over by a reindeer, walking home from our house Christmas Eve, you can say there is no such thing as Santa, but as for me and Grandpa, we believe.
I sing the song aloud still, and turn it up uber loud while driving. I know that she can hear me. Being bratty transcends everything. :) I love you Grams.

grandma got runover by a reindeer
walking home from our house christmas eve
you could say theres no such thing as santabut as for me and grandpa we believes
he'd been drinking too much egg nog and we begged her not to go
but she forgot her medication and she staggered out the door into the snowwhen
we found her the Christmas morning
at the scene of the attack
she had hoofprints on her fore head and incriminating Clause marks on her back
grandma got runover by a reindeer
walking home from our house christmas eve
you could say theres no such thing as santa
but as for me and grandpa we believe
now we're all so proud of grandpa
he's been taking this so wel
lsee him in there watching football
drinking beer and playing cards with cousin Nel
its not christmas without grandma
all the family's dressed in black
and we just cant help but wonder
should we open up her gifts or send them back?(send them back!)
grandma got runover by a reindeer
walking home from our house christmas eve
you could say theres no such thing as santa
but as for me and grandpa we believe
now the goose is on the table
and the pudding made of fig (ah!)
and the blue and silver candles
that would just have matched the hair in grandmas wig
i've warned all our friends and neighbours
better watch out for yourselves
they should never give a license
to a man who drives a sleigh and plays with elves
grandma got runover by a reindeerwalking home from our house christmas eve
you could say theres no such thing as santabut as for me and grandpa we believe(sing it grandpa!)

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Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Wordless Wednesday


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What's on your Tombstone?

Making a living and having a life are not the same thing. Making a living and making a life that´s worthwhile are not the same thing. Living the good life and living a good life are not the same thing. A job title doesn't even come close to answering the question "What do you do?"
-Robert Fulghum
It would be rather sad, if my headstone were to read “Here lies Rebecca, she was a Senior Buyer”
It is rather odd that the place I spend most of my time, makes up the least of who I am. I have always thought that doing my best to be a good person would be enough for me when the field trip is over. My thinking has changed. I don't kid myself into thinking that I will be the one to find a cure for cancer or a cure for the ailing enviroment. I have decided that I just want the world to be a wee bit better for my existence. The me that loves animals and cries when she see's a "Save the Children" commercial. I want that Becky to have a mark, not Rebecca the Buyer. I enjoy being good at what I do for a living, but the fact I can negotiate 10% of cost out of a contract, isn't something I want to be remembered for.

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Monday, December 10, 2007

Manic Monday: Ornament

Manic Monday: Ornament

I hunted and killed my first ever “real” Christmas tree. It was fabulous experience. There was a horse drawn wagon, hot chocolate and Reindeer.
I did learn that real tree’s have much more depth in their branches. I was able to place all 198 ornaments and I could still place a few more with no problem. I did the sentimental thing and took the ornaments out with care, looking at each one and recalling the memory or person associated with it.
I am unsure why I am so enamored with ornaments, but I cannot resist the temptation when Hallmark begins its annual “Christmas in July” unveiling of the newest additions. It is great how an ornament can take you back to a special memory and bring a smile to your face years later.

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Friday Feast

Friday Feast #171


Appetizer: What was the last game you purchased?
Guitar Hero 80’s Rock Legends


Soup: Name something in which you don’t believe.
The line: “We can still be friends”

Salad:If you could choose a celebrity to be your boss, who would you pick?
George Clooney

Main Course: What was a lesson you had to learn the hard way?
I learn all of my lessons the hard way.

Dessert: Describe your idea of the perfect relaxation room.
Comfy chairs/plants/waterfall/heated pool/full bar/cute bartender/my dogs/huge windows/ in a house overlooking the east coast harbor I live on…J

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Thursday, December 6, 2007

Thursday Thirteen

(13) Lessons I have learned on the Long Way

1) Caring about someone, doesn’t mean they will care about you.
2) Listen more than you talk.
3) Pick your hill to die on
4) Being Stubborn isn’t always a practical trait
5) Compromise isn’t easy, but it is a necessity
6) It is not what you are called, but what you answer to that is important
7) Karma has great GPS
8) Animals are great judges of character
9) Ranch Dressing and Heinz ketchup can make most food taste better
10) Its okay to love being a girl
11) Cooking isn’t everyone’s forte
12) The songs that you hate the most, stay stuck in your head the longest
13) It is never to late for happily ever after

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Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Wordless Wednesday


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Monday, December 3, 2007

Manic Monday: Ship

I am addicted to documentaries. One series in particular "Deadliest Catch" had me rivited. The show followed fishing ships and their crew through and entire crab season. My job is tough, but at least I am not nachored to the deck of a ship to keep me from getting tossed off to my icy, watery death. The ship becomes their home for several weeks and everyday is a fight to make money and win out against the elements. It helps me maintan perspective. My job is uber stressful, but it isn't life or death.

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Sunday, December 2, 2007

Tick Tock

I think the worst possible feeling is having someone shut you out. The worst possible thing to do to someone is throw them away. In the minutes, hours and days that become filled with silence and regret are the shadows of the lost minutes, hours and days that could have been filled with much better things. The cruelty is that those lost moments can never be returned. The sun continues to rise and tick tock of the clock marches forward.

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Saturday, December 1, 2007

Cozy

What is fabulous about Saturday mornings? Being snuggled in bed all cozy and content. It is a great way to throw out a nasty week...If Starbucks would just deliver...

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