Archive for December, 2006


Toodles, 2006! Bring on 2007

December 31, 2006

So, it’s New Year’s Eve. In less than 9 hours, 2006 will be a memory and I’ll start the mental soundtrack that will be playing for the next couple of months: “It’s 2007, don’t write 2006. It’s 2007. Don’t write 2006.”

I guess I could write a little review of 2006, but what is there to review? Aside from some bumps here and there, 2006 was fantastic! I had a great year and can honestly say that my life is better today than it was a year ago and that’s all that really matters, eh? No need for the ceremonial debriefing. I’m no slave to tradition.

But I have made some resolutions this year. I’m thinking I can handle them.

  1. Working on doing what speaks to me, honoring myself, instead of doing things that I feel I “should” do or “ought” to do (i.e. checking my motivation.)
  2. Work more on being my true self.
  3. Say YES more often to my kids and husband and myself and NO more often to everyone else.
  4. Learn intarsia knitting, although I may never use it.
  5. Convert all my cds into MP3s (if I start at midnight, I should have this finished by, oh, November)
  6. Do monthly back ups of files, music, photos, docs.

Yeah, I can swing it.

We’re letting Duck and Stealth stay up until Midnight so they can watch the ball drop in Times Square. It’s laughable to think that they’ll make it that late, but you never know. I’d bet money that B and I will be having our New Year’s kiss over the heads of two sleeping little boys, but I suppose it could be a party with Duck screaming his Duck-sh Auld Lang Syne and everyone slamming Sparkling Raspberry Grape juice out of my expensive champagne flutes. I’m not sure which I would prefer – a private moment with B to welcome in 2007, OR a wild, balls to the wall, full fledged fiesta with two happen’ cats from the under 7 set.

Whatever you’re doing, wherever you are, I hope that you have a rockin’ New Year’s Eve. May you have the bubbliest champagne, the best date, and may you not be stuck in the toilet when the clock strikes twelve. But, if your night is less than festive, just sing along with Duck:

Should old paintings
We’ve forgot
And never left behind
We’ll drink a cup of tea, my dear
And then the last laugh’s mine

Public Notice

December 30, 2006
Headaches hurt like hell and I'm a total raving bitch while having one.  I happen to be having a massive one today and it does not seem to be ending.  Draw your own conclusions as to my state of mind.
As you were.

Back your shizit up

December 27, 2006

So, I installed the printer that B got me yesterday. My computer required a restart for it to work. The computer wouldn’t load Windows. Had to push the power button and tried again and luckily it worked. Today, it automatically updated for the printer and also needed a restart. Again it wouldn’t start.
And again it wouldn’t start.
4 times and I couldn’t get it started.
So I called the tech support where I have my warranty / tech plan** and talked to some guy and we tried to start it in safe mode. No go. We tried to reboot. Nothing. It was not working and he told me I was going to have to do another system recovery and lose everything. FUCK ME – didn’t I just do this a few months ago?
I started screaming and crying and just out of frustration I nearly threw the phone. Eventually, we unplugged the printer and discovered that there was something wrong with the USB cable. Switched the cable, restarted in Safe Mode, fixed the problems, and now everything is working just fine but …
I almost lost 6,000 songs and twice as many photos. Again.
Needless to say, I am currently backing everything up. EVERYTHING. EVERYTHING is going on DVD’s right this very second.
For those of you who got new computer goodies, for those of you who like me thought, “eh, I’ll back up tomorrow,” and for those of you who just need the reminder – BACK UP NOW!!!

And check your freaking cables – good lord, all this bullshit went down because of a faulty USB cable.
Whew. That was too close.

** Tech support stuff –
I cannot say enough about Staples Tech support and protection. Seriously. I think I spent $139 for a 2 year support program when I bought the computer. Since then, I have called them numerous times for help. I always get a live person. I have never had to wait on hold for more than 3 minutes. EVER. The folks are in North Carolina as opposed to India. They answer the phones 24/7. They replaced my hard drive for free, even sent someone to my house TWICE to do it. They are always friendly, are never ever in a rush and will take as long as you need. They are clear and easy to understand and are very, very helpful. If you ever buy anything from Staples and think at some point you might want some tech support, I say DO IT. Sincerely, they have saved my ass so many times and are happy to do it. When my contract runs out in May, you can bet I’m renewing it.


The scoop on the loot and other Christmas la di dah

December 26, 2006
As planned, we did the annual R Family get together on Saturday night.  This year actually wasn't so bad!  The key Grinch was missing so that took a lot of the pain away.  The food was good, the kids were great, and I actually got a White Elephant that I wanted, so that was just a bonus!
Christmas celebrations with my Dad went well.  The birthday fiesta was a huge hit and I felt glad and really not so much stress!  They got us new gorgeous dishes (a great thing since our others were OLD and UGLY and mostly missing since I dropped a huge stack of them on the floor two weeks ago and they shattered into a gazillion pieces) along with a couple of other small things that B and I needed.  The kids, of course, made a haul with new games and toys and artsy stuff.  It was a lovely visit and they'll return tomorrow morning so that we can spend time together before they leave town.  I'm thinking a game of Twister is in order.
After they left and we put two excited boys to bed, B and I went to the garage for some adult time and then came in for Wrap Fest 2006.  I grossly under estimated the amount of paper we would need for wrapping everything but fortunately we found some old paper in the basement and the attic.  WHEW!  While I may have goofed that up, I was thrilled to see that everything we got them came in a box already so there wasn't any need for bizarre wrapping and creative uses of tape.  SCORE!  We shoved all the presents under the tree, filled the stockings and ate Santa's cookies (B) and Rudolph's carrot (me,) and sat down to exchange gifts.
He opened his first and probably sprained some sort of muscle acting all excited.  I cannot imagine it was very exciting for him – I only got him what he asked for, but whatever.  He's a guy.  An upgrade on the belt sander was a bonus, I guess.  It really seemed to me (and he agreed later on) that he was more excited about giving me my gift than he was to receive anything.
So I get ready to open the big heavy box and my affliction struck again – nervous laughter.  I don't know when this started exactly or what sparked it, but for the last couple of years, whenever I get nervous in a good way, I start laughing.  No, I start cackling.  Perhaps Braying would be a better word.  I'm not sure what you want to call it, but I usually laugh so hard I cry and wet myself and end up in outrageous hysterics all in anticipation.  Such was the case Sunday night.  Finally I opened the gift and was so thrilled to see that it's a printer.  Oh wait, it's not just a printer.  It's a scanner.  And a copier.  And a printer.  OH yeah, AND it's not just a document printer – it's a PHOTO printer. Oh and it doesn't even need my computer to edit and print photos.  It's gorgeous and I tested it out this morning and it prints photos better than I have gotten in YEARS and YEARS.  Seriously, I had some prints made to take with me to CA in October from digital photos.  I made a print off of one of them today using the same digital image and the print that I made on my printer is more clear than the one that the professionals did.  YIPPEEEEEEEEE!!!! 
Did I mention that it prints those 4×6 photos in, oh, 12 seconds or less?
And it does 33 documents a minute?
I'm a happy woman.
Christmas morning was full of the usually hoopla.  The boys actually slept in but when they awoke and found all their goodies (they got some that they had wanted for over 9 months,) they were appropriately thrilled.  Breakfast of home made whole wheat pancakes with pure organic maple syrup filled us up for the trip to the in laws.  It was lovely there, as well.  My SIL looks so lovely at 6.5 months pregnant and my BIL is just proud as can be.  B's folks always do Christmas right, so the boys got a boat load of awesome toys (seriously – amongst tons of other goodies, they got a remote control T-Rex and two amphibious RC trucks that are so freaking cool, I wanna play with them constantly.)  I got some great kitchen things, B and I got movie tickets for a date night, and we both each got a dollar bill that has a 1 and some zeros after it.  Clearly we all did well in the present arena, but it was the company that was wonderful.  I just love my inlaws.  I complain about them, but I adore them.
Today I clearly spent all day sorting, organizing, and finding a home for everything, but I'm thrilled to say that it's done!  This is good news because we have another Christmas Friday night with my Mom and siblings and we're gonna need more room.  This is always fun because there are 5 kids, 5 adult kids, and Mom.  I'm looking forward to this year especially.  Whew – just a few more days.
I hope that everyone had a blessed Christmas and are filled with the love and hope and peace (especially the PEACE) that is part of the season.  Let it fill you up till you bubble over.

Ribbons and Bows

December 23, 2006
Last post before the big guy comes with his reindeer.

Bill has completed her European “Better Living Through Bombay” tour. Yes, indeed, she has moved out of her Irish headquarters and will spend a few days in the Netherlands remembering why in the heck she drinks Bombay to begin with and to gather up an even better appreciation for her beloved Gin. After the new year, she moves on to Botswana to spread the gospel down south. Check your listings for upcoming workshops. Safe travels, my dear Bill.

I’m jealous of DDFF – her man got her the neatest needle set. That’s alright, Mama, you deserve those badass babies!! Merry Christmas, Love. Let’s go out next week, eh? Or the week after? I’m dying for some Chai and some good gabbin’.

Stealth FINALLY FINALLY FINALLY has a mohawk. But don’t tell him that. B and I have wanted to give him a mohawk for months and months and he completley and totally freaked out screaming and refused. He asked for a haircut the other day and I got my clippers out with the guard and just stopped without doing the middle. Showed him the mirror and asked him if he liked it or if I should keep cutting and he said he liked it, so I stopped. It’s a mohawk or sorts, alright, but don’t tell him – he thinks he just has “long hair on top in the middle.”

B’s boss treated him right this holiday season. Big ginormous cash bonus as well as a belly boat and waders and all kinds of wild bass angler paraphernalia. He’s in hog heaven. Wonder what a belly boat is? Yeah, me, too. It’s basically, well, it’ a boat that you wear out into the middle of the lakes to fish. You just gotta see it.

I have a very large, very heavy, very expensive gift sitting under my Christmas tree. It’s from B. He wants to give it to me, I wonder what in the heck it is, but we’ll find out tomorrow night. I have an idea, but I’m never right when I guess what he got me. He always gets me something amazing, but this year it’s certainly not jewelry. Man, the temptation is OVERWHELMING!!!!!!!

Tonight starts the festivities in full force. We have the annual get together for my MIL’s side of the family – the yearly blending of the K’s & the R’s. This is always an exercise in patience because, well, none of us K’s can stand any of the R’s with the exception of Grandma and Grandpa and, well, Grandma is so sick she doesn’t know if she’s alone or with people certainly doesn’t care and Grandpa just talks to anyone or everyone or no one until he decides he’s ready to go home and then he just throws cash at us and leaves with no warning. SO, we K’s stand around and roll our eyes and tell fantasy stories about running over some of the R’s with random lawn equipment or spiking their puritan cider or just gathering them en masse and giving them all the same present – a gigantic CLUE! Ah, well, it wouldn’t be Christmas without it.

Tomorrow is cleaning and cooking all day. Dad and his wife, C, arrive tomorrow night for dinner and desert and gifts. It also happens to be C’s birthday tomorrow, so there will also be cake. This is always fun, but stressful, too. The kids are just so wound up by this point, they have abandoned all hope of being polite and gracious. After Dad and C leave, B and I will attempt to put the boys to bed and then spend the next hour or so wrapping a zillion presents (we always buy wayyyyyy too much) and setting things up under the tree. Then we’ll exchange our gifts and what happens after that is none of your business.

Monday – Our Christmas in our little house. Lots of presents, lots of coffee, lots of cameras and video. Eventually we’ll make our way down to my in-laws again to do Christmas with them. This is where we are grateful for having suffered through the R invasion because the we can appreciate how wonderful it is with just us K’s.

Wednesday is Christmas with my Mom and sister and her family. We’ll do it again next weekend when my brother comes to town.

I’m exhausted just thinking about it, but I’m also looking very much forward to it. I worked very hard to make something for my folks and inlaws as well as B’s grandparents and my grandfather. I’d tell you all about it, but well, my Mom reads this blog (Hey Mom!!!!! Love you!,) and I’m not about to ruin the surprise.

I’ve decided that I’m not doing one more bit of work than I absolutely have to. That’s right. I’m letting the kids play computer games and watch Christmas movies and I’m taking them to the dreaded foul Golden Arches for lunch. Not sure exactly what I’m going to eat, but I think I may have earned myself some sushi. I wonder if it’s a sushi dude in that package under the tree????

Happy Holidays, everyone! May you all get everything on your list.


December 21, 2006
It's official – as of about 20 minutes ago, I am officially done shopping (remaining groceries do not count.)   I've been so stressed out about finishing up for B.  Eventually, he broke down and, for the first time ever, told me what he actually wanted!  So, I made the rounds and got all that was on his list and got the best of all.  Everyone likes a little upgrade now and then, eh?
So the boys and I will make sugar cookies this afternoon.  I found a wonderful cd of Christmas music that's actually a double album – Diana Ross and the Supremes and Stevie Wonder.  I love me some Motown Christmas.
Finally, I feel I can relax and enjoy this amazing time of year.
Happy Holidays, everyone.


December 20, 2006