So, I know I haven’t been around much these days. Mostly because I have actually been doing stuff and going out-of-town. Once I get done from any kind of outing I am tired and sore. So by the time I get done complaining I haven’t been able to write a post. I have been trying to keep up with my reader but that is a joke right now too.
The first event to kick things off lately was my SIL’s baby shower that I helped her twin sister throw for her. This kept me pretty busy…
Going out-of-town for Thanksgiving was nice because it was such an awesome surprise for my mom and grandma! It was so nice to get to see all my old friends. The friends I have there are the kind that last a lifetime. They are the same group of friends that were there at the high school dances, in/at my wedding, held my hand at the funeral, and will always be there. No matter how much time goes by, it’s like no time has passed at all. Instead od deciding whose house we were going to toilet paper that night we were wrangling all of our kids at a BBQ and talking about the next baby to arrive and who is getting married next. I love how my husband has become such good friends with all my girlfriends’ husbands’. They even golfed together the next day. Being in Ocala is bitter-sweet. The last time I lived there dad and the boys were still living. It was my happy place, even though I didn’t know it as a kid. Anyway, I am thankful that we were able to go and see SO much family and SO many beloved friends. Friends that will go downtown with you late at night to get your nose pierced (Mid recovery crisis, also I have always wanted it, so why not?) and get Starbucks instead of an adult beverage because you can’t drink on your meds or you will be “that girl.”
It was awesome. Now I am tired.
Now that Thanksgiving is over it was time to decorate for Christmas. Mike and I went around and around about doing a tree or not. I have a super-yard thingy I could gate it off with, but I can not decorate it myself and I am a perfectionist, so Mike doing it would drive me batty. My tree looks like a department store tree with personal touches. I like it that way ok. So anyway, we were just going to skip it. BUT when we got home my SIL who had been taking care of Bella for us, bought and set up a table top tree because she didn’t want us to not have one. It was very nice of her and she is such an awesome person. BUT it just makes me more depressed than no tree I think. It like constantly reminds me how effed up this year has been. On how much my surgeries have taken over our lives this year, and will continue to into next year. It is really hard to be merry. That in and of itself is hard for me because I am Mrs. Christmas. I got married on December 22 for cripes sake. I LOVE CHRISTMAS. This year? Meh? I can’t find my spirit. I keep trying to dig it out, but it’s hiding form me.
The tree also makes me think about how small it will be financially this year. This was the year that I needed to get a second job serving tables a few nights a week. NOT the year where I have two surgeries and medical bills coming out of me arse. My husband’s income has gone down a lot this year considering he is in a commission based construction industry related job. I know we aren’t the only ones in this position this year and I constantly remind myself I am thankful that he still has a job. Even if he does have to suffer a furlough in December. (Corporate asshats.)
Christmas was never huge in a financial way as a kid because it couldn’t be, but it was all about the traditions with my mom. BUT ever since the guys passed away Mike and I have tried to overcompensate for everyone with lavish gifts and sparkly distractions. I know new jewelry doesn’t replace my brothers, but you see what I am getting at. I love the hustle and bustle, I am a christmas junky you guys, for real. I can’t even drive yet, so no hustle for me anyway. ( I am now the proud wearer of a spiffy compression sock and don’t have to wear the boot if I don’t want to. I think it gives me mental security though, and definitely less heel pain. So we’ll see. I start torture therapy on the 11th.)
So I have been hanging back some because I do not want to be Debbie Downer on everyone. And honestly guys, I don’t even know who this Lu is. I AM CHRISTMAS SPIRIT. I am, but right now, I have none. It’s killing me. Like Mariah Carey says “I miss them most at Christmas time” and it’s SO true. So when all this other stuff, especially my foot problems get mixed in, I feel like I am breaking down, but I don’t even know how to do that because that’s not what I do, I press on. I just gotta find that on button. I’ve just misplaced it somewhere.
Since my whole post is whiny here are some pics from my trip with friends and family mixed in…








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