It's been awhile.....

It's been awhile since I've posted anything, and it's not because I haven't found or lost anything.  There have been times where I've lost it and then found it later, in the oddest places.  (And no, my lost underwear isn't one of the things I've lost.......see previous post to understand this reference.)  I have lost my favorite pen, and when all hope was lost of finding it, I found it in a drawer.  I found a box of cereal in the refrigerator (you don't want to know where the milk was, ewww).  I lost three buttons.  I found three buttons. I congratulated myself when I sewed on three buttons. 

I've lost hangers (yes, it's possible, and a long story).  I've "found" blocks of time to do research and work on homework.  I still haven't found my motivation to exercise, but I have to admit I haven't been looking for it very hard. 

I've lost the time to read for pleasure - (a big shout out "thank you" to my book club for morphing into a bunco club, which has resulted in me not feeling guilty about not reading).  I've found some interesting research that will apply to my disstertation research.

I still haven't lost my clumsiness, although I would certainly like to.  The lastest result of my special ability is a very sore and slightly swollen nose!

I have found some small measure of motivation to cook.  I have found some perfect (in my opinion) accessories to decorate my newly renovated family room.

I'm pretty excited about that family room.

What was that again?

On my first day back to work after an amazing 2 1/2 weeks at home, I sorted through my email, snail mail, phone messages, and old to-do list.  After cranking out the easy stuff (yeah, I know that crossing things off a list motivates me!), I made a new to-do list.  Fast forward 2 hours......I look at my list again, and cannot remember why I wrote "Vanessa" on it.  I can't remember who that is, can't think of anyone I know named Vanessa, can't remember what I was supposed to do with/for/about Vanessa. 

I have an amazing admin staff who keep me on track most of the time.  Knowing this, I go ask one of them if she has a clue about what I meant when I wrote "Vanessa," even though she wasn't there when I did so, doesn't have access to my emails, and didn't see my previous list.  She looked at me and said, "Who's Vanessa?"  To which I answered, "I don't know either.  I was hoping you knew."  Afer asking me several questions, one of which triggered my memory to spit out the answer, I knew what I was supposed to do.

Here are my takeaways from the experience:
1.  When writing a to-do list, write more than just someone's name.  Write what I actually have to do for that person!!
2.  A great admin staff is priceless, and is the reason I survive each day.  Be very thankful and appreciative!
3.  Be very careful about taking off 2 1/2 weeks.  My brain obviously can't handle it!

Menu planning....

We are staying home for Christmas this year.  For the first time ever, my children will wake up in their own beds on Christmas morning.  This is only the second time in my whole life that I have not been at my parents' home on Christmas Day.  To say it will be different is an understatement.  While we will miss my parents and my brother and his family this year, it will be a chance for our family to be together in a very meaningful way. 

So the downside, or maybe I should say the scary part, is that we have to eat.  And because it is a special day, a holiday, we feel like we should celebrate and eat well.  This means I'm cooking.  I generally don't really like to cook.  Most of the time, I don't see the cost/benefit tradeoff leaning in favor of cooking.  Especially when I am working and taking classes.  But this is the rare time of year when I am on vacation, and I'm out of class for the semester. 

My husband and I planned the Christmas Eve and Christmas Day menus last night.  We chose things that a) we like to eat, b) don't get to eat very often, and c) that I'm relatively confident I can make.  Since point c. narrows the list of options considerably, it wasn't too hard to plan 6 meals.  Then we had to come up with a grocery list, and go to the store.  Check, and check.  I'm going to start cooking tomorrow, as there are several things on my list that can be made ahead and I really don't want to spend all of Christams Eve and Christmas Day cooking.  In addition, I got a nice promise from my husband that he's going to be cooking with me, and will continue to help through the clean-up process.  I have to say that I don't mind cooking as much when I have someone to share the WHOLE process with......I will post again with results.

But altogether, I am feeling very with it this Christmas season.  I got cards out (and early) thanks to a Creative Memories consultant/friend who really wanted to help me out this year.  I did much of my shopping online starting on Thanksgiving Day.  I went on an overnight shopping trip with two dear friends that was both very fun and helped me out A LOT, and I've had some time this week to get my last minute things done.  I don't feel this way every year, but for now, I'm savoring the moments of having "it" together!

P.S.  My husband thinks he smells something funny again.  I've already checked the dryer vent which was (thankfully) clear.  I'll let you know if the smell turns into something....

Basketball

I loved to play basketball.  I played in high school for awhile, until my knee hurt too much.  I wasn't all that good - I was never a good ball handler, and I wasn't a scorer.  I liked defense, but I didn't have much meat on my bones back then.  But I did love to play.

I played intramurals in college.  If I remember correctly, my team won the all-sorority tournament.  I'll leave it to you all to judge how impressive that was.  I had a few more pounds on my frame by then, and my knee cartilage wasn't as inflamed because I wasn't playing regularly.  I still wasn't a good ball handler, and I still wasn't a scorer, but I think I was a pretty fierce defender.

So - both of my children play basketball.  I like to watch them play, and I like to see them improve.  They both had a game Friday night.  After the game, they were shooting around, and playing each other one on one.  They were having such a good time, I wanted to join in.  I challenged them to two on one - them against me.  There will be a day when both of my kids indivually can smoke me on the court, but Friday night was not that day.  My son said that I was playing some pretty tough D.  My daughter tried to play me close, and unfortunatley got a little too close.  She got clipped on the chin, but no harm done.  It was a  great time, and I guess I had forgotten how it felt to be out on the court. 

5 minutes later, my lungs gave out, so I told the kids it was time to go home.  On the way home, my son commented again on my defense.  I replied that if I could play him like that at 40, just think of how I played at 20!  The look on his face was priceless.  He was impressed, and I think I found just a little bit of my youth for a moment. 

The Tale of the Guacamole....

I had an epic failure in the kitchen this week.  Guacamole, based on my previous experiences, should not be hard to make.  I promised to make it for a department Christmas lunch.  In the end, we ended up with salsa. 

In a nutshell, this is what I learned:
1.  Ripe avocados are key.  Putting unripe avocados in the little chopper gadget does not mash them properly.
2.  Add the lime juice AFTER the avocados.  Otherwise, it's pretty easy to get too much.
3.  If you have unripe avocados and too much lime juice, your guacamole tastes awful, and 3 hours later, you'd really just like to drown your failure in a couple of oreos.

I found something.....but wish I hadn't

Those of you who know me know that I don't have the best sense of smell.  I can't smell a thing unless it hits me full in the face!  I very judiciously married a man who could sniff out anything.  This has served us well over the years.  He asks if I can smell *whatever*, and I always say, "No."  I don't know why he keeps asking, but he does.  I guess he's trying to figure out how strong the scent is......Sooooo, when he started asking on Friday if I could smell something when I walked in the house, I figured something was up.  He says, it smells rotten.  I say, I can't smell it. But I humor him, and run the dishwasher, put one of those garbage disposal cleaner things in the garbage disposal, took out the trash, and stuck my head in the trash cans.  I did sniff up in the kids' rooms too.  By today, he said it was so bad that we needed to open the windows and air out the house.  Given that it only probably hit 60 degrees today, that was pretty drastic. 

When I started the kids' laundry this afternoon, I thought about this elusive smell.  I stuck my head inside the washer, and........fresh as can be.  For the sake of being thorough, I stuck my head in the dryer as well, and instantly regretted it!!!!  Holy cow, what a stench!  How could a dryer smell so bad??  After I dismantled the vent on the back of the dryer, I found the reason......decomposing mouse.  I'm pretty sure we need a new dryer vent cover - one that actually seals.  Yuck!!!

Sometimes, it's better to be good at losing it and not finiding it.  But I really would like to find my underwear.

Help - I've lost my underwear!!!

So this is a physical "losing it" -  a whole week's worth of underwear has disappeared.  While I was out of town for a week, my wonderful husband did all the laundry.  When I came home, everything was clean and folded.  But no underwear!!!  I swear I wore some the week before I left, he swears he washed and folded them.  The children swear that no stray underwear has shown up in their stacks of clean clothes.  We have looked everywhere, including behind the washer/dryer.  So my question of the day is, how on earth do you lose a stack of underwear????  What kind of cosmic forces are conspiring against my undies?

Interestingly (at least to me), this connects with my wish for a super power.  If I could have any super power, I would chose to be able to find anything that is lost.  I've thought about  this for years, because I get so fixated on trying to find what I have misplaced that I can't concentrate on anything else until I find it.  Having this power would improve my efficiency, which means I would get things done faster, which means I would be less stressed.  Which means I might be finding it more (literally) and losing it alot less!!!

So if I seem distracted to you the next time you see me, it's because I'm still looking for my underwear!!!