Someone crazy

called on the phone during the third quarter of the Raven vs the pits game. It was a number I didn't recognize, I knew it had to be someone wanting to mess with me. I picked up the phone and since I was already screaming, yelled into the phone "I don't know who the "f" this is but you must be "f"ing stupid to be "f"ing calling me now." thankfully, it was butch's nephew who graduated this weekend, who was laughing, and wasn't a local church group. (they already pray for my heathen ass as it is!) So the idiots from coal town actually won one this time. The other two games this year were determined by the refs. I hope they choke.


Do you know why the steeler cheerleaders don't wear black and gold?


Cause they would be confused with the defensive line!

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DEGREES

That's how FREAKIN' COLD it is here today.

Now, I know that it's a lot colder in a lot of other places. Sure, if you live in North Dakota, or Minnesota, or Michigan. But is too cold for this close to the Mason-Dixon line. It snowed the other day and it still hasn't melted on the roads or drive. The snow just became solid and kept all the tire tracks in the snow, permanently, I think.

I wanted so bad to go to B'more for the whistle stop by our next president, but there was just no way. So I watched like so many, on TV from the warmth of my living room. Do you know that you can't get a hotel room around here. They've been booked for months (well, at least since November). There are advisories to STAY AWAY!!! Man, I'd like to be on the mall Tuesday.

Of course, it's worse since I'm here in the cold by myself. Butch and his cousin and her husband (the Blackies) went to FLA last night for a graduation. (Of course, I could not go since I get crap for vacation) OH, it was going to be so cold there. Yeah, like 60??? ooooh, but it might get down to the 40's. oh, please just shut up you had to put on a jacket.

Sorry, me and my self pity, just lashing out there.

DIRTY BIRDS!!!!

GO RAVENS!!!!

WHOO HOOO!!!!

Okay, my throat is still sore and butch is still sore at me screaming too much! (hey, I did get up and go into the living room) We started a jigsaw puzzle Friday night. How could I have ever imagined that I'd be spending a Friday night doing that? The only mishap we'd had was me trying to use a tape measure to see if we had all the edge pieces on the top and caught the tape in the puzzle as it was retracting and throwing the pieces we'd put together all over the kitchen-hey, he laughed at that one. But then the game came on. As I was screaming at the first whatever happened, butch had that look on his face-the one where he's going to kill me for piercing what's left of his eardrums. I figured I'd better leave him to the puzzle and go and scream by myself in the living room.

On to Pittsburgh!!!!

Happy New Year! Happy Birthday!

Happy New Year, Happy Birthday!
This is what I say every New Years Eve when the ball drops. This is because I live with the first baby born in Waynesboro, PA in a year I'd be best not to mention. Butch is a baby new year.

We had a quiet new year this year. Met up with V & R, and Bucky & Jacq for a laid back dinner nearby. V&R came back and we drank more Margaritas and played cards til midnight. We turned the TV on just before midnight, and I'm sure Dick Clark has made tremendous improvement since his stroke, but they really should just retire him now. Course, new years eve might be something that helps him work on his health improvement as an incentive. But it was still kinda sad.
Well, I'm off to get ready to watch the Penn State game. My Maryland won their little bowl game the other day. Gotta root for the Nittany Lions, since I'm around too many people that would kick my Terp butt.
My your New Year be safe and healthy and prosperous!

LYK!

Yo-Ho-Ho-Ho

We started out Christmas with the Christmas eve dinner for butch's immediate family. This is what our kitchen looks like when the blessing is done and 25 loving family members all take turns elbowing each other away from the food!

We all found a spot to stand or sit or plopped down for a good meal. Another appearance by my buddy Alex, who found a good spot to himself.

Afterward, there was much wrapping paper shredding, followed all the ooooh's and aaaaah's, followed by the annual hunt for batteries. Good time was had by all and we even had a surprise appearance by Bucky and Jack! (I must admit, it must have been a little scary for them, as the noise level begins the evening really loud, and by the time they got there half had already left, but the noise was only increasing)

Christmas day we head down to Lydia's for the day. More paper shredding followed by more ohhh's and aaaah's, followed by a whole lot of "LILY-NO"'s. They've released a movie called Marley and me.....that dog can have nothing on the other blonde lab...Lily!

Below the girls are all hard at work on dinner and look who's in the middle looking for anyone to accidentally drop something......that's right-Lily.

Okay, I know she's going to kill me when she finally reads this, but that's what you get when I say smile and you make a face like that.

ho-freakin-ho

You know, it's always a bitch getting ready for Christmas. If it was at our house today, it was either cleaned or wrapped. The wrapping will have to be finished tomorrow, cause stick a fork in my butt, I'm done. I also need to bake an apple pie tomorrow night, to take to my moms on Thursday. I'm going to try soaking the raisins overnight in the rum and add them to the pie, that way, maybe the bottom crust won't be quite so drunk. Can't do it Tuesday, cause that's when we're baking the bird and something else that I'm just to fried to remember what it was. Everyone is coming here for Christmas eve and we'll have a house full of family and friends. It will be noisy and laughing and fun, and hopefully, everyone will go home happy with full bellys.

Christmas Lunch

Last Sunday was butch's annual family Christmas gathering. There was about 65 people in attendance, with lots of food stopping by for a short visit. butch was one of the organizers this year, which meant we had to get gobs of presents for the "now you have it, now you don't" which I always called a Pollyanna-same game, different titles, same outcome. Do you know how hard it is to buy a gazillion gifts under $2? Pretty hard is the answer. Thank goodness for 5 below, and the dollar store.

Here are the real stars of the show. Butch has/had 10 uncles, 9 of them served in the military in some form or the other. The gentleman in red in the middle is sporting something that he doesn't show very often. It's the Purple Heart he was awarded at Normandy. Lucky for the family, it's the only one all those brothers acquired.