Wednesday, December 31, 2008

New Year's Eve
I usually dread New Year's Eve. With a capital "D." You always feel like you should go out but don't know what to do. Too many choices or too far or no babysitter. Big Daddy T is in Atlanta. No problem for him. He likes going out. I was happy to sit here alone, with 1/2 my crew and not give a second thought about what to do or where to go tonight. Call me lame. I don't care. Maybe I am lame. Well, maybe I will give it a second thought and this is what I think:

I WOULD HATE TO: go downtown Altanta to see "The Peach Drop." Bad parking, too crowded.
I WOULD LOVE TO: go to Atlanta for the Chick-fil-a Bowl and see GT play LSU.

I WOULD HATE TO: go to Times Square to see "The Ball Drop." Too crowded. I'm too afraid of terrorists.
I WOULD LOVE TO: watch "The Ball" drop from the balcony of a lush hotel suite overlooking Times Square.That sounds like fun!

I WOULD HATE TO: go bar hoppin'. I'm too old to stand up for hours, fight for a stool at the bar, be polite to strangers, shout over loud music and pay $9 for a crappy mojito.
I WOULD LOVE TO: go bar hoppin' like we did in Arizona... really nice hotel bars with plush seating, good views, nice music, attentive waiters and pay for good beer in a frosty glass.

I WOULD HATE TO: go to a friend of a friend's party. Call me a royal snob (or worse) but I just cannot stay up past midnight making small talk with strangers about work or kids or the economy or the weather. I don't want to dodge some drunk crazy person going around trying to kiss everyone at midnight. I'm not going to spend the night on someone's couch and I don't want to have to wait for a safe ride or tote a bunch of wasted adults around.
I WOULD LOVE TO: Go to a friend's/neighbor's house... watch T.V... play games... drink... laugh... talk... and then I could sleep in their guest room or walk home.

I WOULD HATE TO: be in the car with my kids tonight. If I'm not where I need to go by dark... I don't go. Man, do I need a Xanax or what? All this nervousness is making me nervous.
I WOULD LOVE TO: celebrate New Year's Eve on vacation. I like to travel. It would be fun to be in a snowy cabin somewhere or on a Caribbean beach. Ahhhh... maybe next year???

HAPPY 2009 FRIENDS!!! Wherever you are... BE SAFE!

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Tuesday, December 30, 2008

My Mother has been a Mama for 36 years today. And to celebrate we had dinner together (with my Daddy) tonight. It was so lovely. I love you Mama! And Daddy... thank you for my flowers.

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Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Carol's Christmas Candy
(It's to die for!)
Last week I received a gift from my friend Carol. It was homemade candy. When I arrived home at my house I suppose I was busy carrying Dreamgirl inside or groceries or something and left the candy in the car. Later that afternoon I got back in the car to go pick up the big kiddos from swim. Feeling a bit hungry & needing a snack, I remembered the homemade candies from Carol in the backseat. Risking an accident I turned around in my seat, taking my attention away from the road and towards finding the chocolaty snack in the back. Bringing them up to the front I initially thought them to be chocolate covered peanut butter drops. But upon biting into the first one I 'bout ran off the road! It was a most unexpected deliciousness of creamy coconut and nuts covered in thick, dark chocolate. I think I said "Oh my gosh!" outloud to myself. POP! into my mouth went another... then another... and another. Finally I told myself I should save the remaining candies for dessert after dinner. I twisted the bag and put it in the passenger seat. Then I grabbed them again, untwisted the bag and POP! POP! POP! ate the others up by the time I arrived at the pool. SOOOOOOOOO... all that to say.... if you LOVE coconut and chocolate and yummy, gooey goodness.... try this recipe for an amazing holiday treat. And... they make great gifts... like Carol gave to me. Thanks C.K.!
P.S... Iced Sugar Cookies barely beat out Red Velvet Cake as the favorite holiday treat among readers. RVC is my F*A*V*O*R*I*T*E cake and don't think I'm gonna let the holidays go by without sharing my Mama's recipe. But for today... make the chocolate... yummmmm....

Carol's Christmas Candy

2 boxes powdered sugar, sifted (I use a little less than 2 boxes so they are creamier - maybe about 1 3/4)
*1 can sweented condensed milk1 stick margarine or butter (I used butter)
*2 tsp vanilla
*2 cups chopped nuts
*1 cup flaked coconut
Directions: Melt butter, add sugar, milk, coconut, vanilla, nuts. mix well. Roll into balls and place on cookie sheet and refrigerate over night.

Chocolate coating
*12 oz semi sweet choc. chips (Recipe calls for two 12oz pkg chips, but one was just enough)
*1/2 bar parafin wax
Melt together in double boiler. Dip balls with toothpick and place on waxed paper. cool. It helps to keep them cold before dipping so just take a few out of the frig at a time to dip. Makes about 120.

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Saturday, December 13, 2008

What's Daddy Doing?

Two weekends ago, on a wet, cold, rainy Sunday afternoon we went to our neighborhood Home Depot to get our Christmas Tree. That probably sounds really lame to all my friends up north who get to go to REAL fraiser fur tree farms... walk in the snow, go for a genuine sleigh ride and let the horse pull it back. Ahhh... that sounds dreamy. Anyhoo- here in west, central Georgia we do the best we can and for us this year it was HD! Big Daddy T wanted to go shoot guns with my Daddy so he was very prompt in getting the tree inside so he could go play. My Dreamgirl was probably thinking "Lawsie, what are these crazy folks up to now???" but she found it quite amusing and wanted to get up close for a good look at this American Christmastime tradition.

First, she circles the tree and is surely questioning why we have brought a tree inside the house."

Next, she walks over to see why Daddy is laying on the floor UNDER the tree.
"Strange indeed," she whispers to herself.

She sees this may take a while and decides to have a seat. May have been because of this conversation:
BDT: "Is it straight?"
Me: "No a little to the left."
BDT: "Now?"
Me: "Oh I'm sorry, I meant right."
BDT: "Now?"
Me: "No... too far right go back a little more left."
BDT: "Now?"
Me: "Try spinning it a little left."
BDT: "&#(*@() @&$(*Q)@& #@%$^#!!!!!!!!"
Me: "It's looks great honey, just like that!"

Now, she gets brave and decides to venture under the tree herself!

She decides watching Daddy put water in the tree is a bit boring and come closer for a hug.

Or... maybe to play? Attack Daddy!

Nah... a hug sounds better.

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Friday, December 12, 2008

Catching Up
Oh my blogging friends. Here I am. I am alive. And thankfully... I am well. So where have I been? First of all... I hate my computer. It's slow. How slow??? This slow.

As slow as a slimy, creeping snail.

Or, as slow as you may go if you had to follow this kind gentleman up a flight of stairs.

And definitely as slow as this 3-toed sloth is at getting up & getting going!

So having bad equipment is frustrating to this Blogger who likes to use pictures in her posts. Perhaps this guy will help me out:

And I've had a bit of writer's block. I've been uninspired. For so long I used this blog as an outlet for the frustration I had with waiting for Dreamgirl. Then, after returning home I was so joyful I used it to brag and spill all the details about her. Six months later I'm settled. No longer desperately needing to vent my fears and questions and anxieties about an impending adoption and a bit calmer from the hysteria of those first few months as a proud new mama. But I do like my blog. I love to scrapbook but don't find much time to do that either. This blog sort of acts as an on-line, public scrapbook of my life... my children growing and our adventures. So here I am... back in the saddle.

So... during my "va-cay" we celebrated our SIX MONTH ANNIVERSARY with Little Miss Dreamgirl. Can you believe it? Six months she's been ours. Six months since that day she walked into our lives in the arms of an orphanage nanny. Six months since we stepped of an United airplane as a new family... tired, jet-lagged and unsure of how our transition would go. And we made it! It feels like she's been here forever! And yet, at many times I am so aware of how much time we missed with her. She's growing so fast... and to think of those 9 months she grew without us watching. I am still mesmerized by her... I catch myself staring at her... her big, brown, almond eyes... her tiny, little, peanut body... her beautiful thin fingers. She's so smart. She's funny. She's mine.

This is what our Dreamgirl looked like this time last year:

This photograph was dated 11/27/07. November 27th was Thanksgiving Day this year. Saying we're thankful to have her home is a gross understatement!

And here she is six months later at 9 months old, sitting on a bed in room #1320 of the Gloria Grand Hotel in Nanchang, China... only about an hour after we got her. I can't imagine what she must have been thinking!

And look at our beautiful, big girl today. She's stunninginly beautiful if I do say so myself.

Be back soon, friends... and I promise!

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