Domingo Delicioso #25

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Please visit http://www.musiciansatlas.com/pages/IMAFinalist/Default.aspx?yr=2008 and vote for my cousin’s band!  Spring Creek Bluegrass Band is the Champion of the 2007 RockyGrass Band Competition and 2007  Telluride Bluegrass Festival Band Competition! WhooHoo! They are a very talented group of musicians who work really hard, and sound FANTASTIC!

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A neat writer visited the blog this week.  Her name is Kelly Mahan Jaramillo and her blog is What Happened?! It Was Just A Life  (I may have the exact title wrong, sorry KMJ!)  She has some great insight on the writer’s strike, you should go check out the info there.

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We had our first snow yesterday.  It was just a dusting, but it was cloudy and really cold!  Usually, I revel in those kinds of days.  But at the time, we were expecting Brother and his family to drive into town, and we really didn’t want the roads to be slick. Turns out, they couldn’t come this weekend after all, since Sis M had a touch of the flu, and didn’t want to chance passing it around here, especially since Granny is sick, and Brother was concerned about the roads, too, since the weather system was traveling that way.  So with those things going on, I was a bit bummed. We’ll see them next weekend, though.  Hopefully. This time of year, you never know when the weather will act up.

I’m  also bummed because I haven’t started our Christmas shopping yet.  Funds just haven’t been there.  But I’ve taken a second job, so that should really help.  I’ll be checking groceries!  I’ve got a lot to learn.   I’m also very disappointed that my hair design career I’ve put nearly 25 years into has fizzled out.  It’s due to a number of factors I guess. My depression.  My weight.  Really, in an appearance-oriented industry, what could I expect?  I’ll tell you one thing– I expected a little more loyalty from some of my customers, I’ll tell you that. Perhaps I was wrong to do so.  Maybe I’ve made some mistakes along the way.  Well, sure I have.  I probably picked the wrong location this last time I moved.  I’ve had several customers move away, some have died, and there’s not a lot of walk ins to replenish the empty places in my book. I could move to a different salon, one where I’d actually be working for someone else.  Strangely, I feel like that would be a step backward for me.  So I decided that if I’m going to make a change, I’m going to do it by really changing.  I chose the grocery route.  It worked for my Mom. 

I’ve only been hired part-time right now.  But I hope to work up to full time.  I still plan to keep doing hair.  But want it to evolve to part time. I have customers who have been extremely loyal to me, and I’d be letting them down if I left completely.  Maybe I should move back to a smaller booth, that would also save me some money each week.  I really don’t need all that room, if I’m going to downsize anyway.  I’ll see if there are any available.  Maybe.  Whatever…tomorrow is my first day, and I’m really nervous.

I’ve been helping Mom take care of Granny.   It was weird this year, doing Thanksgiving different.  But not bad.  We went ot the Cracker Barrel to eat.  Good stuff!  I warmed a pre-cooked turkey breast, and made a small Turkey-day dinner, just to see if I could.  And to make the house smell like Thanksgiving.  It really wasn’t very good.  Mr. Man ate it…but he was being nice.  I DID make a good pumpkin and pecan pie though.  Traditions are evolving.  I was trying to find my way to go with it.  Change is inevitable.  Logically, I know that.  When our family traditions started to change, with deaths, marriages, and moves, I didn’t take it very well.  I’m kinda proud of myself this year.  I think I’ve adapted pretty well.  Still miss the old stuff though.  Kinda funny, how Ugly Betty was all about this very thing last Thursday.  The story had some very good points.  Like change isn’t something to get anxious over, and it can actually be a good thing, and can be done while still honoring the past and our loved ones in it.

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I gained on Weight Watchers this week.  :(  I had a relapse into some old habits.  I’m telling ya, writing things down makes a big difference.  Declare me a convert.

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Now, what have y’all been doing?

There’s no answer in my noodle for the sudden shuffle only that it needs to be done. 

Yeah, Kristin, I find my tastes have been changing, too.  I think we just grow not only as writers, but also as readers.

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Bit by bit, I’ll get there.

Sure, Britta!  Keep up the good work!

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1. It died of starvation, but I can’t smell anything, so…

Gabrielle–those critters are trying to invade here, too.  But Mr. Man and the barn cat are determined to rid the Red Tower of their menace!

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So, in the true spirit of charity I have cheated for some (most) of the words by looking them up.

Thanks, Groovy.  I needed another way to procrastinate.  NOT.

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I glared at LOTM, who managed to avoid injury by looking properly sheepish.

Yep.  Those kind of things transcend boundaries.  Glares and bums here, too, Ms. Karen!

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My sister lives in North Carolina and this year she is having bourbon-glazed turkey (make mine a double!) with corn-bread stuffing, mashed potatoes and gravy, honey-glazed ham, a mushroom-stuffed beef roast, pumpkin pie, white chocolate and cranberry pie; washed down with egg nog and mulled cider. Heaven!

Yum, Selma!

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Find a shelter or a bathtub or an interior closet. Hell hath frozen over and the end is nigh.

Maybe it’s my reading comprehension skills…but which CD do you thing Crystal’s raving about?  Timbaland, or Timberlake? Whichever, she’s still hilarious.

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Karma, being the big-eared, psychic bitch that she is, must have heard this snark because my computer began to fail.

Oh, Linsey, sounds like my kind of luck!

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Now, look out world.  He’s coming back!

The original cut of the shower scene in the video had a full side shot of Garth naked. NAKED.  He took it out, and decided to just use from the chest up, because it didn’t add anything to the meaning of the video, and  he was afraid that was all people would talk about instead of the song. His wife said that Garth’s never been one to shy away from controversy, her opinion is that he just chickened out. Dang it.  Watched a concert with him this weekend, and he did say he’ll be coming back…if we’ll just wait for him.  Well, DUH!

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