When last I rambled I talked of my current obsession for crafting. I believe that I need to enter a 12 step program for my pinterest.com addiction. Time may have passed, but my need to create has not. However, let me take things in chronological order...that's just the way I roll. Actually, I get lost if I don't take things in order. Indulge me.
Christmas Eve came and went without a hitch. We rented the meeting room at the Terrell Holiday Inn Express because none of our homes are big enough to accommodate the size of the McMahen Clan. Ususally averages around 45 people but if everyone shows up it can be as many as 60+. By renting a space, we can spread out and enjoy ourselves. This year we opted to drop the traditional turkey/ham and dressing dinner because we would all be having that the next day. Instead, we opted for the non-traditional Mexican food dinner. It was delicious and so much less stress for me. I admit, I am not a cook. Every Christmas I scramble around to find a decent dressing recipe. Every year it's either soggy or dry. I just don't "do" giblet gravy. That stuff is nasty. I was able to make my version of my mother-in-law's Mexican Chicken casserole. Along with that I made a pinterest dessert...chocolate cobbler. A couple of tons...um, I mean tubs, of tea later and I was done. Score!! I had decorated some wine bottles as centerpieces for the tables and I grabbed my CD player and some wine and headed out the door.
::insert side note here---of all the people who have tasted and bought my wine, family is not among them. So I brought some wine for them to taste and some bottles to be purchased should they choose to do so. They did. Anyhoo, after dinner we let the kids open their gifts and then the adults conducted our annual white elephant gift exchange. In our version you draw numbers and then go in numerical order to select a gift. When it's your turn, you can steal someone else's gift and make them either steal another gift or select an unopened gift from the pile. After a gift has been stolen 3 times it is frozen and can't be stolen again...so there's a lot of strategy involved and family members making deals(i.e., "Get that for me and it will be frozen and then I will get what you want when it's my turn.). For some reason there seems to be a lot of activity on those gifts that contain alcohol (i.e. Crown). We're a bunch of cheaters...but we have fun...and it is all in fun. After gifting, we tasted wine (and some who had managed to secure a gift of alcohol opened it and gave out tastes) and visited. It was a relaxing evening with people I love. A great "pre-game" for Christmas Day. We ended the evening between 9p and 10p so that those with kids could get them home and in bed so that Santa could finish his rounds.
Christmas Day arrived and I swear it was without a doubt the easiest, most relaxing Christmas Day that I have ever had. We put the turkey on the smoker the previous evening and weren't planning on eating until 5p so Ronnie and I had a very relaxing Christmas morning enjoying our traditional Christmas mimosas.
I believe I even took a nap before people started arriving. About 1p I put the ham in the oven and then prepped the other dishes for the oven. That way I could slip them in the oven 30-45 minutes before everyone was supposed to arrive. Green bean casserole...check. Sweet potatoe casserole...check. Frozen ice cream pies moved from freezer to fridge...check. Rolls out and cranberry sauce slice up and plated...check. Frito salad prepped and ready for fritos and dressing to be added...check. Yep, all was ready. Kristin, Scott and the boys were the first to arrive. Ryan and Rich had eaten a late lunch with Rich's family in Ennis and they texted us to go on and eat without them. They would eat when they got hungry. So we ate...and ate...and ate. It was delicious ::insert pat on my own back:: At this point I feel it is necessary to tell you that I had been sick for six solid weeks. I had been to the doctor and was diagnosed with bronchitis and given a shot, a steroid pack, an antibiotic and medication for my nebulizer. I SHOULD have been well. I was not. In fact, by Christmas day I could barely talk (laryngitis) and was coughing like a barking seal. My nurturing daughter said she would fix me a hot toddy. She did. I drank it and almost instantly my condition improved. When it got worse...she fixed me another. Later, still another. And apparently later, yet another. That's FOUR for those of you that may have lost count. I said "apparently" because I don't know for sure since I can't remember anything of the evening past a certain point. I know that we had eaten, the big boys arrived and grabbed a bite to eat, we opened Christmas gifts. Selecting gifts was very easy for me this year. Since we are taking a cruise in just a couple of weeks, the kids wanted money. My challenge was finding a creative way to present the money. I finally decided on a floral arrangement. Who wouldn't want to get these flowers???
After gifts were exchanged the adults began playing Texas Hold 'em. I remember feeling perfectly fine and playing poker. Then the hot toddies hit. The next thing I knew I woke up about 2 a.m. where I had fallen asleep in my recliner! I have heard from my kids and my hubby that I am apparently not a happy drunk. As the kids were packing up to leave I was yelling at them that they MUST take the leftovers and was opening and slamming cabinet doors as I searched for containers for them to take the leftovers in. They kept trying to get me to sit down but I was having none of it. At least that's what they tell me. I certainly can't prove otherwise!
I need to tell you about our family gifting. Our daughter, Kristin, has continued the family tradition of taking the kids to the dollar store and letting them pick out a gift for each person. No attempt to influence their choice. No telling them "no." They get to choose what they want to give. This always proves to be humorous. In the past, when Trenton was younger, he has given Uncle Ryan a bag of birdseed (Uncle Ryan does not have a bird!), my dad a can of motor oil, Ronnie a plastic Viking ax (for when he goes pillaging and plundering) and Ronnie a ceramic Indian influenced vase that I swear is a bong. My gifts have always made sense (a crossword puzzle book because he had seen me working sudoku puzzles and cereal bowls with a built in straw). As Trenton has gotten older his gifts have become more practical. This year his gifts were things like sunglasses and trinket boxes. Carter, on the other hand, gave some doozies this year. This year Carter's gift to Uncle Ryan was...cat toys (no he doesn't have a cat). Uncle Richard got a can of green beans. I got doggie poop bags (which I put in the RV for when we take Beau out for a walk). The best gift of all this year went to Popaw. He got maxipads. Yes, you read it right. Maxipads! We all got a giggle out of that one!!
Moving right along...Ronnie and I took the RV to Lake Tawakoni State Park on Friday before New Years.
We camped and relaxed. No pressure. I took my paints and a canvas and re-did a Christmas painting that I had done. I thought it was too dark for the occasion so I painted over and repainted it.
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After:
I sat outside a lot during the day. At night it was just too cold to be outside. We did make some new friends while camping. The couple parked next to us was from Sulphur Springs. Their names, Marta and something that sounded like Cashew. Not really sure what his name was. They had another couple camping with them and when they saw me outside painting they came over to see what I was doing. We struck up a conversation and I ended up bringing out my wine and letting them taste what I had with me. They wanted business cards and said they'd be ordering in the near future. One of the guys in the group and his mother have both been painters in the past. He was impressed with my painting and we talked about that, and pinterest, and wine for a good half hour to 45 minutes. Ronnie went over to look at Cashew's custom tow package on his RV since we now have a car we can tow. It was fun meeting and getting to know new people. While there we found that one of my teacher friends was camping with her family about 100 yards from our campsite. She checked in on Facebook and I messaged her to let her know we were there. She and her friend came down and visited with us and Leigh and I shared a glass of wine. Unfortunately all good things must end and so our camping outing ended on New Year's Day. We leisurely packed up and about noon we headed back home.
My Christmas Break at Rockwall lasted through January 4. During that time I got a lot accomplished. I ordered and received our cruise t-shirts. I found this guy in Royse City on the internet. Soooo easy to work with and very affordable. If you ever need custom shirts let me recommend Kyle Jenkins of Custom Grafix. Shirts were ready so I picked them up and went home where I tried mine on and took a picture so I could text it to all who would be wearing them. Let me reiterate...THESE SHIRTS ARE TOO STINKIN' CUTE!!! That being said, I immediately got a response back from Kristin, who designed the shirt for me. Her text.."Oh, no, mom." Immediate panic on my part. Her next text..."the date." As many times as both of us had proofed this shirt...(I know that I proofed it at least a dozen times because it has all 15 names of the people going as well as the phrase McMahen Family Cruise and the destination ports...Jamaica, Grand Cayman and Cozumel)we both missed the fact that it said January 2011 instead of January 2012. Kristin was devastated. You could hear the disappointment in her voice. Blaming herself. I said, "No big deal. If we need to we'll black it out with a marker since it's a black shirt with white print. Plus, the print on that part is so small. At any rate, I am not at all concerned about that. I still think the shirts are perfect!
I guess I should tell you at this point that after Christmas Day I made another trip to the doctor. A chest x-ray revealed a pocket of pneumonia in each lung. Well, the doctor said it's either pneumonia or scar tissue from the horrific coughing that I have been doing. Another shot and an RX for a rescue inhaler and a CT scan scheduled. Came home and really started using the nebulizer along with double checking that I took all of my meds in a timely manner. Narcotic cough syrup helped settle down the cough and improvement being made. All's good, right? Well...not so much. It seems that either the prednisone or the albuterol (rescue inhaler) caused a reaction and on Thursday, Jan. 5, I awoke to a tongue that was solid blisters. So sore I can't eat. Trying to chew or dissolve anything in my mouth is excruciating. I have been advised to swish a 1/2 & 1/2 mixture of liquid benadryl and maalox in my mouth several times a day...BUT DO NOT SWALLOW!! Kinda scary. What happens if I accidentally swallow it? Not a chance of intentionally swallowing it...you don't want to know what it tastes like.
Had a CT scan done yesterday. It will be a few days before I hear about the results and I'm not sure whether the doctor will change anything with my treatment or not. Wait and see.
I have to say that I have done quite a bit of painting over the holiday break. I find it very relaxing. I am pleased that my canvases aren't horrific. They are good enough that I am not ashamed to hang them. The problem seems to be that I am running out of places to hang my paintings! Here are a few that I completed over the holiday break. Note: I am not creative or talented...but I can copy just about anything. The vases and the vines are 16 x 20 canvases. The treescape is 40 x 30 and hangs in the masterbath above the tub. I am happy with the way each of these turned out...and if I get tired of them I can always paint over them!
I also made a memorial"item" for a friend who lost her 29 year old son to coronary artery disease. I can't post a picture of that because she hasn't received it yet. I can't begin to imagine her grief and sense of loss. It is an aberration for a parent to bury a child. Hopefully my project will be meaningful to her and she will be able to remember the good times with her son.
Moving along...in the last couple of weeks I have gone a couple of times to play Bingo with Richard and some of his family. Richard is one of the luckiest people that I know. He wins EVERY time!Ronnie and I also went to Chesterfield's one Wednesday night to one of Richard's poker tournaments. Ronnie came in 3rd. I don't know where I fell in the ranking but I didn't embarass myself. After I was out I went over to the slot machine and turned my $5 into $20. I was happy.
Today I plan on purchasing stain and finishing the desk that I am working on for my brother-in-law. After that.....? I need to work on setting aside the clothes I will be taking on the cruise...in 13 days!! Other than that...a little laundry...a nap...a glass of wine...a bath....reading....a little television...you know. The mundane, but relaxing things in life.
Till next time...~Cheers!!
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