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Happy 2015

Posted: December 31, 2014 in blog, Uncategorized
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A quick note to wish all my readers and all the wonderful bloggers that I read a very wonderful, happy, safe, all you can imagine 2015.

It has been a great 4 months that I have started blogging! You guys have made it all that more special!

Thank you

~Lesa πŸ™‚

My driver’s license is about to expire at the end of January. I tried to go a couple of weeks ago, but the marriage certificate that I have carried around for the past 16 and a half years isn’t “certified.” I had to order a “certified” copy and I got it today. Why is it so hard for women to get a stinking drivers license? I have had one in Nevada and in Washington and they both took the copy I have in my wallet. Anywho…the marriage certificate has my former married name on it, not my maiden. I never switched back, don’t ask me why. It would have been soooooo much easier. Luckily my mom had a copy of my old marriage certificate locked away in her safety lock box. WHEW!Β  I had copies of it, but who knows where they are. Now I only needed my divorce decree. I told my husband it was in one of our storage crates out in the garage. I had looked at it not long after we moved here because I was trying to get rid of some stuff. I told him where to look and he went out to try to find the crate in my mess. Yes, my mess. It is all my stuff, he says. Taking up space in his garage! He found the crate and I went out to look. Didn’t see any divorce papers. Well crap. He closed it up and I came back inside. The week passed and I kept meaning to go out and look but with Christmas happening, I had other more fun things on my mind. I knew I had to find it, or time was going to run out and my drivers license would expire and I would have to take a damn drive test and probably fail, because I don’t drive like the maniacs around here do. We set out yesterday to look for the blasted thing once and for all. If I didn’t find it, I was going to have to call today and see if I could get a copy.

Hubby moved crate after crate, fussing about all the stuff that needed to be gone through so he could have his garage back. We came across one crate that I thought, ok this one is it. But nope, not it. We kept going. Finally we came to the original crate he got out the other day. He started taking everything out just to make sure because honestly we were running out of things to look in. I dug around in the bottom of it and was about to give up when on the side was a letter with a familiar address. I grabbed it up and sure enough, that was it. YES! If only I had looked better the other day we could have avoided this whole crazy situation. But that is my life, a crazy, messy situation and you always find what you are looking for after an hour of digging in the wrong places.

So now I can go get that new fangledy drivers license, that I been needing to change anyways. Finally get rid of Washington and be an Arizonian once and for all. The best part I don’t have to have a new one for a very, very long time!
Now going to the DMV on a good day, that will be a whole other post! πŸ™‚

Another Christmas has come and gone. I am sad to see it go. After we put the rest of the presents under the tree and I took my traditional pictures of the calm before the storm, we turned out the lights. The glow from the Christmas tree was beautiful with all the gifts underneath. I just stood back and took it all in.

Christmas morning came and the girls were excited. Little L was actually shaking when she seen her new dolly from Santa peeking out of her stocking. They both got what they asked for. L got a new pair of house shoes and the doll was an added surprise. Santa knows her so well! Oldest got her Sims 4 computer game she wanted and a ton of other goodies. Little girl was worn out and was asleep for her nap as soon as her head hit the bed.

Christmas eve I baked way to many cookies…we still have some. The goodies need to be gone now. I am actually tired of chocolate. I thought I would never hear my self say those words. *Gasp*

All in all it was a great week for us. I have not left the house since Tuesday (Yeah) and it has felt so nice. I will have to venture out soon to get milk. Just trying to wait out the crowds.

Oh do you want to know what my kids got me for Christmas? I got a…wait for it…Elf on the Shelf! It’s not one that you can pose tho, he just sits. But it is cool and I like it! πŸ™‚

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It’s finally here. We have made it! Both girls woke up in a great mood. I could have sworn Little L said Merry Christmas this morning to me. We are getting ready to get cleaned up and take some Christmas Eve pictures by the tree. I finally got my Nativity scene put out. It’s in the middle of the dining table so no little hands can grab and break it.

Right now Little L is running circles through the living room hollering and having a good time. She stops every now and then to watch some Christmas cartoons on the t.v. Great day so far.

Must get in the kitchen soon to bake some cookies. Chocolate chip for Santa of course and peanut butter with hershey kisses per request of Oldest this year. We have cheesecake for dad and peach pie for me. Grandma bought a chocolate silk pie for her. Little L has no preference, she will try them all!

Thanks to all for reading my blog and may this Christmas bring you joy and peace! πŸ™‚

~Lesa

My pretty little Elf.

My pretty little Elf.

When I was growing up, we were allowed to open one present on Christmas Eve. Usually it was pajamas or new slippers. One time, I actually got to open one from my grandma. It was a Western Barbie with her very own horse, called Midnight. I still remember opening it, even though that has been years ago. My mom called my grandma to tell her that I opened it and I loved it. I was into Barbies so it was a great gift. That was the last Christmas I got to spend with my grandma. She passed on in early spring of the following year. Maybe that is why I remember the gift so.

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My hubby doesn’t believe in opening gifts early. He always says no then at the last minute, he leaves it up to me. Of course I am gonna let her open up a present, and he knows that. But he says the same thing every year, that nothing should get opened til Christmas morning. He said that he always waited when he was growing up. He also never took a quick peek either, he didn’t want to know what he got. He wanted to be surprised.

I don’t think it hurts anything to open up a gift 12 hours early. I think it just ads to the excitement yet to come. The ripping of the paper, the gleam in their little eyes. I just love it!

When I got older I was the one that liked to take a looksy at what I got, early. I remember the last time I actually did this. It was one afternoon right after I got home from school. I had been wanting these earrings I had seen and there was a little box just about that size up in my mom’s closet. So I decided to take a look, wouldn’t hurt. I got the box down, carefully pulled one of the corners loose, just enough to slide the box out of the paper. My mom was well known to put a hundred pieces of tape on a package. I guess she knew! I got the box out and opened, and I did find a pair of earrings, but not the ones I wanted. These were like the exact opposite of what I wanted. Needless to say I was disappointed. I put the box back in the paper and matched up the tape marks best I could. I wished that I had never looked. But now I knew on Christmas morning to act surprised anyways, not wanting to hurt feelings.

Oldest has done really good about not looking. I did threaten her awhile back and told her that if she looked, I would take everything she found back. So that was the incentive right there. She later on told me that a friend of hers told her that he found a new Xbox one in the closet and a gift card to buy more games. He just knew it was for him. I asked her how, it could have been for the whole family. Pretty expensive gift just for one person. She agreed and said he did have a brother. Then she said that she didn’t want to know what she got, that she wanted to be surprised on Christmas morning. πŸ™‚

 

On one of my trips out last week, I went into the dollar store to pick up a few odds and ends. I was mainly looking for stocking stuffers for Little L to open on Christmas morning. Oldest was easy peasy! I got her some candy and a few girly things. But for someone that is under 2, I was lost. I was browsing through the Christmas candy and up above what I was looking at, I seen what I wanted. Some wonderful Christmas board books. When Oldest was little, I would buy her all kinds of books from the dollar store. She loved books. Little L on the other hand loves to chew on them. It was so hard to read to her too. I would get a page into the story and she would either fight to turn the page or just take the book out of my hands. Well the week before last, something wonderful happened. I picked up her Velveteen Rabbit book and started to read it to her and she actually let me get through the whole book! I was so very happy, you would not believe. Oldest loved to hear the stories from the get go. She still had her moments when she gnawed on the ends of one, but not like L.

I picked out five Christmas books for her. I wanted more, there were more, but I had to draw the line. Right. I ended up getting her a couple more regular little books also. SO I decided to give her one book every night until Christmas starting on Saturday, and put the regular story books in her stocking. She was excited when Oldest gave her the first one, Santa Claus. She let us read it, and has been very good and not chewed on it as of yet. Sunday night I gave her one about a reindeer named Munch that was looking for some lunch. Very cute indeed. I love rhyming books. She let sissy ready it to her and then she looked at all the pretty pictures.

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Just three more nights to go…Β  πŸ™‚

 

How many presents are enough for an 18 month old??

Back when oldest was the only child and she was 3 and a half, one of my sister in laws came into some money. She decided that she was going to buy my daughter a mountain of gifts for Christmas that year. You should have seen the tree, it was just really unbelievable. It got to a point that I told her to stop, because I couldn’t compete with all that she was buying. That poor kid was so overwhelmed come Christmas morning, that she didn’t really play with anything. Plus it made it really hard to buy for her over the next couple of years, because she had so much and she had just about everything you could imagine.

When I was growing up, it was me and my two brothers. I was the youngest, my oldest brother didn’t live with us. My mom bought my brother and I the same amount of presents and my oldest brother a few less. She always tried to make it “even” she said. I don’t know if she did this when I was really little, but there was 7 years between the one brother and myself. So I am sure he got a few more things then I did when I was still a toddler.

This year, I bought Little L 4 nice gifts. I got Oldest 9. My mom got Little L 5 gifts and Oldest 7. While I was wrapping some things today, she said that she thought she needed one more thing for Little L. I told her I didn’t think so what she got her was sure to be enough. “Well, I just feel like I didn’t get her enough.” she tells me.Β  She was trying to make things “even” between the two. I knew what she was doing. I had told her when we started shopping that it was only fair that Oldest gets more. She is 11, and no she doesn’t do toys, she does teenage things, like music, makeup, clothes. Also, I did not want to overwhelm little L by buying her a ton of toys. We went back and forth for a few minutes, I was trying to talk her out of buying one more present for L. I sure hope I succeeded. πŸ™‚

I couldn’t believe it. A Friday night and both kids were in bed at 9 p.m. Which is nice, because the first day of Christmas break and both were up early. Little L decided she was going to get up at 6:30 which is not like her at all. She has been sleeping in and her afternoon naps have been rather late in the day. Then getting her to bed at a good time before I end up pulling my hair out has also been rather trying. So to put it short, it has been a hell of a week!

Shopping on Monday with Oldest, then Tuesday I had to run errands with hubby. Wednesday I decided to go and get my drivers license. Bad mistake. They said I need a certified copy of our marriage certificate. I showed them the same one that I have showed two other states and they took it no problem. So whateves! After that, I decided to run over to Michael’s Craft store and take a look around. My mom and Oldest were with me, so she talked her grandma into buying us a pretzel at Target next door. She loves those pretzels! Once our tummy’s were full, we browsed around the store for a bit. Thursday, I had to go to the post office and my mom wanted to go to Kmart. So off we went about noon. We got almost to the post office and the damn check engine light popped on. Scared my mom…it doesn’t take much! I got to the post office and called hubby. He said to just come on back home and he would check it out. He fixed it, just a hose that he had disconnected when he replaced the battery Sunday. Took it that long to register with the car that it was unhooked. Since we were all the way back home, we just decided to finish our shopping up at Walmart. Of course it was very crowded, but we managed to get the items we were looking for. When I got home I swore that for the next 3 days, I wasn’t going to leave the house. Oldest then tells me that she felt like she was getting sick. Great. I gave her some medicine, had enough for 3 doses. So that meant I would have to run to the drug store Friday after I said I wasn’t going anywhere. Isn’t that ironic! Then I got to thinking, my mom had said several times over the past month that she would like to have a full length mirror in her room. Light bulb. DUH! There’s the present that I was looking for. No silly cat item. Get the mirror, dummy. I told Oldest that maybe Saturday we would run to Walmart or Target to see if we could find one. Then Friday morning, hubby needed some antifreeze and since I needed cold med for Oldest, would I just go on to Walmart and get what he needed. Sure, why not! Been running around all week, I can do one more day. UGH! But I have to say, we did good. We found a very nice mirror with the brackets to hang it up with. Oh, they didn’t have the cold medicine that I like, so we had to make yet another stop at the drug store.

Please, Can I Stop NOW!!

I have some wrapping to do tomorrow. I have some grocery shopping to take care of on Monday. But I will say this…I am not, will not, no you can not make me leave this house today or tomorrow.Β  I am tired! I don’t need or want anything. I love Christmas, but I will be glad when my life goes back to being dull and boring with no place to go. πŸ™‚

So what do you get the person that wants everything, but doesn’t need or even use it after you get it for them? That is my mom…one of the hardest people any more to buy for. Oldest had been counting the days till she could go Christmas shopping for the family.Β  Her daddy took her out Sunday night to get mine. Although they said she didn’t buy one thing for me, then mysteriously disappeared into the garage for about 30 minutes Monday evening. She was excited to finally get to shop. I hadn’t taken her the past few times I went. Kinda hard to shop for her when she is standing right beside you.Β  We headed out on Monday morning to have some fun and get the rest of her shopping done. Sis and dad were gonna be easy, but this year, Oldest said we had to find something for grandma with a cat on it. That way she would actually like or use what we bought.

Two years ago, my mom hinted that she really needed flannel sheets. For that Christmas, I bought her a set.Β  We moved here and ended up leaving the bed that was in her room. When she bought her new one, she bought a smaller bed. No more flannel sheets. I also bought her Mickey mouse pajamas. She loves Mickey or so I thought. I have seen her in them one time and that was last Christmas. Last year, she said she needed a new pair of house shoes. Now I bought her a pair the year before, never seen her wear them. She never once told me that they were the wrong size or I would have taken them back. She told me that the arthritis in her feet made the ones she had feel tight. She even picked out the pair she wanted one day when we were out but put them back. I made my way back to that store, fought the hoard of people shopping a couple of days before Christmas, stood in a line for atleast 40 minutes for her never to wear those stupid shoes. She told me recently they were too big. OMG lady. I got the wrong size twice? HOW???

One thing that you can never go wrong with is buying that woman something with a cat on it. You see, my mom loves cats🐾 and every time she sees something with a cat on it, she just ooohs and awwws about it. Well, right before Thanksgiving, we seen a huge throw with a picture of a cat on it. The perfect present! 🎁 Of course, I couldn’t buy it then and the next time we went, it was gone. Then my mom started talking about it, hinting. But every time we went, it was no where to be found. On Sunday, I looked it up on the website and it said that the store I shopped in had it in stock. I could order it and pick it up that day. Since we were going up there, I thought I would just hold off and take another look around to see if they had it. We walked the area atleast 2 times trying to find the throw or a person to ask for help.Β  I finally found a sales associate and showed her the picture. Well, she didn’t speak English very well, so she just pointed in the vicinity.Β  We walked around the housewares area again. The next guy I found, said he hadn’t seen them, but check in the back at the site to store area. Oldest and I eventually made our way back there, after picking up Little L’s present. The line was long. Long enough I wasn’t standing in it. So we went on. A little while later, we headed back to the back to see if the line had died down. It had. I walked right up to the counter and there was an assistant manager working. I showed her the picture and asked where it was. She said that she had actually tried to find it the day before and couldn’t. I told her that there were a ton up front right before Thanksgiving, but the person I wanted it for was with me. The next time they were gone. I said there is no way you sold out of them that quick. There were just too many. She just shook her head and said sorry. Then threw in that if I did find them in the store to come back and let her know.

We gave up after that and started looking at other things. After another 20 minutes of walking around that store, the only damn thing we could find was a night gown with drawn on cats. We also found a cat calendar to go with it. Oh boy, yeah, score! *sarcasm in case you couldn’t tell*Β  They say that it is the thought that counts, right? I sure hope that that’s true.Β  I like practical gifts. I asked for pillows and that is what she got me. Pillows…nice, new, fluffy, can’t wait till Christmas night to sleep on those bad boys…Pillows! πŸ™‚

I did some online shopping two days before Thanksgiving. Some things were ready to be picked up that afternoon at 1 Walmart and 4 items had to be shipped in site to store, so I picked the store closest to me. I hate waiting on stuff. I like to shop and get it right then. But several of the items were cheaper if I went online and a couple were sold out in the stores. The next day we (my mom and I) went to the store to get the items. Not a problem. Lady in the site to store department was nice. We bought a few more things and headed home. The next 2 items was coming in on the 1st of December. I got an email on the evening of the 1st that part of my order was in. Well crap, ok, I can deal with that. I made plans to go the next day and hoping that the other item was in by that time. I get to the counter a little after 12 noon. There is the guy with assistant manager on his tag. So he should no what he is doing, right? Wrong. I walk up and tell him I am here to pick up an order. He asks for an order number. I look at the email and it says for them to scan this barcode in the email. He says that that doesn’t work and he takes my phone and starts looking at the email. Rude. Didn’t even ask. He says well I can get it through your name. So he starts reading the email and I look at the screen on the register and it says Last name. He enters my first name then he enters my last name for the first name. It beeps and says nothing found. He does it again. I tell him that he is entering my name wrong. He finally gets it right and the order pops up. I then proceed to ask him if the other item had come in yet. He says oh no, it’s not here. I then tell him it is on the shelf out in the toy department. He ignores me. Meanwhile a girl walks out of the backroom he tells her to go get my order. She doesn’t say anything and goes to the back of the room. Then another lady walks up, her tag also said manager and he starts talking to her. The girl walks back up to the register and I see that she has her wallet in her hands. He says “Did you go get that?” She asks, “What?” He goes, “What are you doing? “Going to break.” “So your not going to get her order?” Do you want me to go get the order?” She asks impatiently. He answers Yes. She looks at the screen and he had written my name down on a piece of paper. “Here is the name.” He goes to hand her the paper and she says, “I got it” rather huffily and walks off. OMG! I couldn’t believe how they were talking to each other, in front of customers too.

I waited for around 5 minutes, another worker emerges from the back and asks me if I needed help. I told her that the other girl went to look for my package.Β  She finally appears with a box. Says “You can open it” and goes back through the doors. I get the box opened and check it out, looks good, meanwhile wondering if I was done or if she had actually gone back to look for the other box. I then ask the other girl if I was done. I told her that I had another item, but I didn’t know if it had come in. I didn’t know if the other girl had went back to get it or not, she didn’t say. “Oh she does that.” She offers to look for me on the computer. She pulls it up and says “Yep it’s here, I just checked it in a little bit ago.” “Wonderful!” I said. She disappeared to the back and I waited. She came back with my package and I thanked her and thanked her. I got my receipt and headed out.

The one thing that crosses my mind, is that the 2 items had the same order number on them. They both should have been in the same bin. Or so it seems.

The last 2 items were do in on the 9th. I got the email late afternoon on the 8th that 1 thing was ready for pickup. Oh not again. I decided to wait, although it was killing me to do so, another day before going out. Still nothing all day on the 9th and the morning of the 10th. I went ahead and went on to get it. While walking to the site to store area, there was that same man I had to deal with before. This time I had an order number, I told him and he says only 1 item is in. Ok that’s fine. I wasn’t going to say anything else. He got my item, all on his own, (he didn’t have anyone there to boss around, apparently). I got my receipt and left. When I got home, I got an email saying that the rest of my order was in and ready. Lord help me. So I went back to get it yesterday. I didn’t have to deal with the guy he actually was leaving the department when I walked up, I got this older lady that was super nice and even opened the package up herself to make sure it was correct.

I was so happy that that was the last of my order! I am almost finished with my shopping. Just a few stocking stuffers and something else for oldest and I will be all set. Have to wait till the end of next week to get it all done though. Have I ever told you that I hate waiting!

Thanks for reading! πŸ˜‰