Its beginning to look a lot like Christmas....

and it has since Halloween (well just at the stores and what not)! I think I am finally starting to get into the Christmas Spirit! Andrew and I helped his sister and brother-in-law at their Christmas tree farm all weekend. They have cut your own trees and his sister makes beautiful fresh wreaths as well. We didn't get our tree this weekend, but we are going to go on Saturday with my parents to cut one down. This coming weekend is also our first Christmas get together with friends, then we have my family Christmas on the 19th before my grandparents go back to Florida and our annual Christmas Eve party on the 24th! I haven't started buying gifts and Andrew cannot decide what he wants yet.....I had a good deal of ideas for him though, as always!

I cannot wait to decorate my house for the holidays and to have a fresh tree! I'll be sure to post some pictures when everything is done!

Favorite things about the season:

• Watching movies: Christmas Vacation, Elf, Muppets Christmas Carol, The Santa Clause, Its a Wonderful Life, Jingle All the Way, Miracle on 34th Street
• Music: I like the old songs - Bing Crosby, Frank Sinatra, The Andrew's Sisters, Ray Charles and some of the newer stuff isn't too bad.
• Smells: The tree and cookies baking (I need to get started on that)
• Our Polish Christmas Eve dinner: Enough said, homemade perogies are the BEST!
• Sending out Christmas Cards
• Eating lots of cookies
• Hot chocolate and my dad spiking the coffee with either Whiskey or Bailey's
• Getting dressed up for Christmas Eve Mass and seeing all the little kids in their adorable Christmas outfits.

What are your favorites?

My only ER moment

I'm pretty sure I was 8 or 9 when it happened. It was a Sunday afternoon and my parents were practicing in the Catholic School Cafeteria for church. They sing in a "folk group" (singers and guitars) at our church and have since we moved to Ohio. The kids, probably about 8 of us, were running around the cafeteria tables playing tag. I was of course dressed up from church, probably in some super girly get up, little patten leather shoes and a dress. I rounded a corner and lost my balance and BAM, hit the hard floor face first. Of course I probably screamed bloody murder since I was quite the dramatic child and my parents came running over to see if I was okay. By this point I knew I was bleeding and I figured I knocked a tooth out or something. I had busted my chin completely open.

My mom ran over to the rectory (where the church office is and the priests live) and got some bandages, gauze and what not. My dad figured we better be safe and go to the ER because I would probably need stitches. I remember him telling me that and me freaking out and screaming again. I didn't want someone sewing my face back together! So we were off to Mt. Carmel, my mom sat in the back seat with me and held the gauze up to my face so I didn't bleed everywhere. By the time we got to the hospital I was in freak out mode again, I'd never been to the ER before. My dad signed me in (mind you, he HATES hospitals so he was probably freaking out too) and my mom found a place for us to sit and wait. I wanna say we waited for 3 hours but I could be exaggerating. When we finally did get called back a nice young doctor took a look at my battle wound and decided I didn't need stitches (thank God) so they cleaned me up and put some butterfly bandages on my face. I can still feel that scar on my chin to this day.

Today I'm participating in writers workshop over at Mama Kat's so head on over and do the same, I did prompt one about telling and ER story!

Beware: Scam

There is a new scam going around involving Visa Cards, somehow my information was obtained by a company claiming to be involved with Visa - here is what happened:

Got missed calls on my cell phone from:
616-980-7365
213-732-2737
517-933-2016

This was over the course of 2 or 3 days and I just ignored them since they never left a message until one day they did. They said they were an "Order Confirmation Department" calling to verify a rebate for my recent order. They didn't say there name or the company name and said they needed to verify information and to call back. When you do call them back you have no option to talk to a person so I just waited till they called again and answered. This time they wanted to verify my address (they had the wrong one but I didn't tell them that) and they had the last 4 numbers of my debit card.

I told them to remove me from there list and to never call again, the girl was very rude and hung up on me saying that I should accept the "free" gas card they were sending me. When I went to cash my check on Friday I talked to a personal banker and he cut up my card and ordered me a new one (I paid the $5 to get it in two days).

They have been calling a few other people that I know and called my parents number as well asking for me and saying they were Visa, making it seem like it was something important. My personal banker told me not to shop online again for a while and to call the attorney general to file a complaint. But the calls did stop and no money was taken from my checking account.

I hate scams like this and just wanted to let everyone know to watch out for these calls. I've learned too that putting weird numbers that call you into Google is great, a lot of times you can find out loads of information about these people!

Weekend in Review

This past weekend was both productive and odd. Friday night Andrew and I went to a Beat Michigan party at one of my brothers friends houses. It was a lot of fun, they burn a dummy dressed up in Michigan clothes and everyone yells OH-IO the whole time....there were a TON of people there and we stayed till pretty late.

Saturday morning we got up early to start staining the deck. This was probably going to be the last warm-ish weekend for a long time here in Ohio and we couldn't let that thing continue to deteriorate. It was a lot of work because we pretty much had to do the whole thing with a paint brush. I helped Andrew with all of the trim work, his dad was supposed to come over but his grandma had gotten increasingly sick over the course of the week and someone needed to be with her 24/7. After getting all of the trim work done both of us were pretty exhausted (I'll post pics tomorrow because my camera is dead - you'll see why it took so long) and we decided to cook a nice meal and relax. I made mac n cheese from scratch and Andrew cooked up some of our steaks from the cow we bought. It was super good!

Sunday morning we were both up early ready to get the remainder of the deck finished. Andrew got on the computer as always and had an email from his dad that his grandma was doing even worse and that his sister had stayed with her all night. Apparently she had not eaten since Thursday or drank anything, her breathing was labored and her coughing was really bad. They called in Hospice that night and they made her comfortable. By 8:45am on Sunday she was gone and passed peacefully in her sleep with Andrews parents by her side. It was odd simply because she had been sick for so long, about 5 years and everyone was just hoping that she wouldn't have to struggle anymore. She probably weighed no more than 80lbs and 2 years ago when I met Andrew she was still walking and weighed twice that, she really went downhill quickly. There will be a small family memorial for her, but since she donated her body to the OSU Medical School there won't be an actual burial for her till a year from now. She decided to do this after having leukemia and cancer several years ago. She was 92 years old.

Andrew is off at a work training for two days and on Wednesday we'll have Thanksgiving with his family. I have Thursday off but no other days so we'll go to my grandparents that day. This weekend we'll be helping Andrews sister and brother-in-law at there Christmas tree farm - maybe that will help me get into the spirit a little more.

You ain't nothin but a (basset) hound dog

When Andrew and I started dating I immediately fell in love with his Basset Hound Bessie. Her droopy eyes, big ears and funny feet just made you wanna love on her all the time. She became our constant companion as a couple, going on our long walks around West Jefferson and nesting in the dirty clothes hamper when I'd stay the night. Bessie has just always been a part of our relationship. We talk about her like she is a kid, have tons of pictures of her and constantly make her the center of attention.

And sometimes we forget that she is a HOUND and no, that's not always a good thing. Sure its cute when she buries a bone out in the yard only to dig it up a few days later and re-bury it somewhere else. Sure its funny to hear her howl at the top of her lungs when she catches a scent or sees a cat running across the street. But she can also be really troublesome. She is extremely smart, sometimes too smart for her own good.

Her favorite troublesome act is getting into the trash. Sometimes you forget that she is so talented at this act and accidentally leave her out of her cage for say a whole day and come home to find the WORST mess ever!!! She'll eat pretty much anything that is in there, eggshells, moldy bread, pieces of onion, food that was tossed from the fridge and paper that someone has wiped something on that smells like food. Then once she has strewn garbage from the back door to the front door of the house, she will go to the bathroom in the house. And she always does it on the carpet upstairs, number one and number two.

I dread the days when I realize I've accidentally left her out only to come home to a horrible mess and at least 40 minutes of cleaning ahead of me. She gets mad when you leave her all day and this is her way of acting out. If its not trash, she'll eat a whole loaf of bread or other bakery items such as cookies and donuts. She's also eaten bird seed and suet cakes (no, I am NOT kidding), an entire unopened bag of dog food, a box of dog bones and Hershey kisses with the wrappers still on. I am sure there are more things but these are the only ones I can recall, I bet if Andrew was telling this story he would have lots more!

For the most part she is a really good dog, but on her bad days.....she is a really, really bad dog!

I'm participating in the writers workshop over at Mama Kat's and using prompt number two, so get on over there and do the same!