Just Jenni’s Neighborhood

Someone may have awoken in the early dark hours of Christmas Day feeling somewhat ill. Sadly it was not from any excess of Christmas Eve festivities, though we had eaten brandy soaked chocolate cherry cake for dessert and downed several cocktails.No, the hostess with the very mostess went down with boring old diverticulitis, so the mission for the day was not to let anoyone else know. I battled through lunch anvd the afternoon. I even allowed Neice aged 4 1/2 to paint my fingernails and toenails with nail polish. I am a fantastic great aunt, naturally.

I got to about 6pm and everyone had drinkies and I set The Boy to carving more ham for a dinner when I found a quiet corner on the floor and fell asleep. At this stage I had confided to Daughter2 that I was ill and instructed her to remove my nail polish should I die in the night, as I would prefer not to go into eternity attired so.

About 2 hours later apparently I was still asleep and Daughter2 was making noises about me being really tired to cover for me, when someone joked that "maybe she dead!" Ha Ha Ha.

This is when Daughter2's FD genes  showed to their best. D2, knowing that I was actually sick, thought "what if she really is dead? What if we are one of those horrible famillies who joke about someone dying on Christmas Day and they really are lying there dead? Will we be all over the papers tomorrow morning? Should I go and check? No, I don't want to go near dead people." So, she just went on enjoyng the evening! I could have actually died and no one, not even the fruit of my own womb, would have cared. Revenge will be sweet.

I did rise from the dead, with everyone joking about how they thought I might be dead. I remember muttering a reply along the lines "did anyone attempt the kiss of life on me, or draw a moustache on my face?  Ha Ha Ha" , and wandered off to bed, letting Daughter1 into "the secret" wth instructions to play the game wth D2.

The flaw in my plan was telling MR FD when he came to bed, for first thing in the morning he walks downstairs and announces in his best town cryer voice that anyone in a 5 street radius would have heard the "FD is ill!"

Well in the blink of an eye, my mother and sister, who had stayed overnight, were racng each other up the stairs and at my bedside. Mother started her hand ringing routine "oh it's so unfair" and Sister her "I'll spring clean your bedroom and organise your closet into the colours of the colour spectrum" and both being so utterly annoyng that I gave into the pain and wished for instant death. They left several long hours later...Merry Christmas.

 

Daughter 2 went for a long walk on Boxing Day and a man was opening his car to put his two bulldogs into the back, when they saw D2 and raced across the street to greet her. The man called the dogs back and they went back to the car, but as he was putting one into the car, the other dog raced back to D2. He called out to her "Pick him up!" D2 is however not comfortable around dogs and so she replied to him" I am not very good with dogs" and so in a panic tiptoed daintly across the street saying "here doggie, doggie" in the hope that the dog would follow her. Luckly it did. D2 is always having weird things interactions with the general public. 

 

Yesterday Mr FD, Son and D2 went to do their duty with Mr FD's parents. Apparently Grandpa was in the toilet a long time and D2 told me later that she was a little concerned that he might have died in there "but as you know, I don't check dead people!" so she went and sat down again! Compasson is a big thing in our family, obviously!

Son arrived home and told me that Uncle Adulterer  and Cousin Dropkick, had done us a great favour because Grandpa hates Uncle so much, and has such a low opinion of cousin that "we look like the prodigal family in comparison"

Don't you love Christmas? 

 

 

 

 

Man i sure do feel old after a night of heavy drinking.

We had no luck at Bingo, but we did have tons of drinks. Btwn myself, atc, josh and sean i believe the bill was around $125. I was drinking my normal dirty Shirley, but double tall versions of it, and a tuaca lemon drop shot. ATC & Sean however were takin shots of whiskey i'm sure thats why it was so high. . . I think ATC is starting to show a lil bit of jealousy... or something. Apparently when him and sean were outside he asked him if there was anything btwn me and josh LOLOL so funny. and he was being more affectionate than usually rubbin my back and my leg etc etc.

After Fridays we headed to Challengers to see Original Josh since he was in town, and Tom was there as well. Tom gave me the biggest hug I havent seen him in forever. I think maybe ATC felt a lil on the back burner while we were there. We were all laughing and joking having a good ol' drunk time. I knew I was wasted because I started drinking their beer, and i dont even drink beer. Atc noticed that as well LoL.

When we got home I was having difficulties with my boots i got'em unzipped but they wouldnt come off LoL... so ATC helped me out but I managed to fall over as he was takin them off and just sat there laughing on the floor. Once i got in bed i passed the hell out, hardcore. He ended up callin in to work today, i think he'd already planned on that, but i still had to go to work at 1, that was a lil painful.  I think he was pretty disappointed that he didnt get any ass last night or this morning but i was just in no condition for that lol. Plus my jaw is hurting me real bad again. I dunno whats up with it. I'm going to the dentist on the 7th to get another cavity filled but thats on the opposite side argh.

I have this whole week off from Macys, and only work next wednesday as well, unless they call me in.
I came home tonight and made a greek salad and passed out for about an hour or so on the couch. Laundry really needs to get done, the kitchen is semi-cleaned, i just dont have the energy for much right now. 

Think imma go enjoy the wedding singer on tv. happy weekend everyone!

My head is absolutely buzzing with ideas and planning, goals, projects and lists. I should be a professional project creator. I have come to the conclusion that there are simply not enough hours in the day. What should one do? Sleep less? Hardly!  But managing my time more effectively would probably go a long way towards helping me accomplish every harebrained scheme I think up.

 

 

What a delightful weekend we just spent. Sherlock Holmes was interestingly done and well worth a watch. I remember my mum reading Sherlock Holmes to me and my sisters at bedtime. The story of the speckled band scared the proverbial crap out of me.  I remember reading the story to Jesse and Libby when they were still quite young (we were living in Hawaii at the time) and they were completely unruffled by it.

 

 

I wanted to go to the zoo today (yes, in December) but the snow was coming down thick and fast.

 

 

 Todd didn't fancy negociating icy roads all the way to Indianapolis so we stayed close to home.

 

 Ice skating wasn't the same without our English cousins but we're planning to get them stateside next winter.

 

 

 

Finished Knit the Season by Kate Jacobs.

This is the third book in the Friday Night Knitting Club series, and it's as enjoyable as the other two.

Dakota is trying to balance the demands of the shop (Walker & Daughter) with her own dreams of being a pastry chef, as well as feeling like everything's changing.  (There's a lot going on in this book, most of which are relative surprises.)

These books are pure comfort food, this one especially.  Good book to read at Christmas. :)

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Father Christmas brought everyone what they wanted, but Mother Nature didn't bring us any snow.

It happened.

We had tickets to go home to PA for our annual Christmas party. The week before we left, my Aunt Joyce got an obstructed bowel and had to have emergency surgery. That surgery was do or die, no choice in the matter but what happened after wasn't good either.

When she woke up she started pulling the tubes out and they had to sedate her so she wouldn't do that. They kept her in a medical coma for a few days and then let her wake up. There seemed to be a glimmer of hope for a little while, but it wasn't to be.

Michael and I arrived in PA on Wednesday night around 9pm until we arrived at my mothers house. We were going to head for the hospital in the morning. At 9am Thursday we got the call from my uncle Richard. She was gone.

The last day or two she was in hospice care. Hospice seems to help the family, the living, just as much as the dying.

Friday night it started snowing and didn't stop until Saturday night. Thank goodness it didn't blow. No one would have gone anywhere. Leola got a good 10 inches I think. I didn't measure ;)

rest in peace Aunt Joyce, I am going to miss you

• 10:32 Gah, will this #snow ever stop? I need to go to the grocery store before work today. #

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