Turkey hangover

So, I'm at work. AT WORK. Doing absolutely nothing. I read InTouch magazine already (I was going to make reference to something interesting in the world of celebrity gossip, but couldn't think of anything. Fitting, eh?), did the Sudoku in the back, stared at the wall.... UGH, there's nothing to do. If I had spent more than 10 minutes getting ready at home this morning, perhaps I would have thought to bring my thank-yous in to write. It's only been 5 weeks since the wedding. Sighhhhhhhh.

I don't understand why my bosses find it necessary for us to be here today. Especially to be here ALL DAY. I mean, I understand that a hospital never closes and therefore we will always have employees working here, but must we be here the entire day? Oh well. I'm getting paid.

Thanksgiving was successful yesterday. We had two gatherings to attend -- one "extended family" at my cousin's in Golden Valley, and one with immediate family in Apple Valley. Brian and I were in charge of making the Pumpkin Chiffon pie and "kids stuffing" (aka Stove Top) for our evening gathering at my dad & stepmom's house. Both turned out amazingly, if I do say so myself. My stepmom loves to plop strange ingredients into her stuffing -- this year it was dried apricots and.... heck, I don't know, I ate the Stove Top! We opted to make it with chicken stock instead of water, and then added sauteed onions and celery. Yummmmmmm. I think we shall incorporate Stove Top more regularly into our dinner rotation.

OK.... looking back, this entire blog post is like "what I've been doing since the last time I blogged - the minutiae of my life." BORING. Maybe I should blog about my philosophies and ideals instead? Nah.

Yesterday, I found myself thinking of Thanksgiving as really more "Pre-Christmas." For example, I showed up at my parents to find they had put up a Christmas tree and were playing Christmas music. And following tradition, after dinner, we watched A Christmas Story. Granted, my father absolutely loves Christmas. Eh well, I suppose Thanksgiving through New Years are just rolled into "Happy Holidays" anyway....

Happy Holidays,
KTM

P.S. I was quite excited to see that there were two comments on my first blog post - and then I realized that my OWN comment counted. FAIL.

Well damn.

So I write my first post, get all excited about it, think I'm spouting out some pretty good stuff, hit post.... and realize that it's like a tiny blip of a statement. How do people do it? How does one manage to be entertained by one's own thoughts long enough to make those HUGE posts I've seen?

My guess would be that they're just numb to the fact that other people STOP reading out of boredom. Do you really like to hear yourself talk that much? There are very few people that I find interesting enough to read THAT much of.... and they're either authors or The Bloggess. On very rare occasions, she may lose me, but typically my ADHD is to blame. It's not her fault, really. There are just too many shiny objects in my proximity.

Anyways.... it's amazing that my post about my other post lasted this long. Hope my readers don't have ADHD like me.


Cherry -- who loves shiny things

Blog: day 1

Is there a blogging 101 class I should be taking? Rule 1: post more than once or you'll look really lame.

Anyone who knows me knows that I have opinions about anything and everything. And usually those people know that I have an uncanny ability to be right all the time. Weird! I guess I get it from my dad.... the man loves to write, philosophize, analyze, dissect, reminisce and know. It's that last one that really perpetuates all the others. The man just KNOWS stuff! Granted, he doesn't have the same level of accuracy as I do, but he's pretty darn smart.

Family occasions, much like tomorrow's Thanksgiving feast, involve a great deal of usless facts, witty banter, ......

WhyTF is something crashing outside of my office?? I hate this place today.

Tangeant over.

.....generally a gathering of intelligent and fabulous folk. It's a meeting of the minds, really. But the thing I love MOST about my family (and friends as well) is the sense of ease and self we have when we're together. AND, I love the fact that it's the same way they go about their daily existence, no matter who they are with. Granted, we all will adapt to our surroundings and often play to the parts of ourselves that best match with whom we are interacting, but the general sense is that we are who we are 100% of the time.

I find that I really choose to sourround myself with the same type of people. I love having good hearted, fun, genuine friends that can hold intellectual conversation, discuss beliefs, faith, politics, psychology, etc. But it's not just about intelligence. I have a 6th sense for sniffing out fake, contrived, and other general lamenesses such as these. And once I sense it, I get the most awful "taste in my mouth" sort of effect and can't listen to another word they say.

Point of the story is: be you, be your smart, crazy, mistake-making, fabulous, weird-habitted self and don't back down.

Period.

KTM