Have I mentioned I don’t like snow? The only drifts of white stuff I want to see outside are sand dunes. Snow and its wintry pal, ice, caused us to miss the Madrigal Feaste on Friday and Catherine’s Senior Recital on Sunday to be cancelled. John’s band concert on Tuesday also had to be rescheduled. So rather than being in a festive holiday mood I’ve been grumpy. Bells on my shoes have helped some, maybe wrapping will help more. I love wrapping.
All my Christmas gifts have arrived and/or been made. The only non-online shopping that I will do this year will be a trip to Trader Joe’s for stocking stuffers (feel free to make suggestions). I was careful to make all my online purchases through MyPoints, Swagbucks, or a friend’s Amazon links to share the love and get the most bang for my buck.
Part of my grumpiness is due to getting scammed recently. A company contacted me about “car wrap” advertising, and I referred them to my husband, who is a courier and drives hundreds of miles every day – a perfect moving billboard. Their email exchanges were prompt and professional, and the company (a winery) the ads were supposed to be for checked out. But when the check came that was supposed to be the first payment plus funds for the graphic artist to “wrap” the car the bank immediately identified it as counterfeit. I know, if it seems too good to be true it probably is, but I thought I’d gotten pretty good at filtering through the shysters after years of blogging.
Does the DirectTV commercial with the squirrels make anyone else feel anxious and violent? Make you feel like grabbing little squirrel heads and twisting them off? No? OK, never mind, it’s just me. I have squirrel issues.
My disability company has given themselves a forty-five day extension to review my case. I should have seen this coming, but I thought surely when they told me they would have an answer for me by the end of December they were being honest. I mean, after all, there has been no new evidence to review in my case since July, when I had an MRI that showed a new disc herniation compressing my spinal cord and a functional capacity exam that stated I couldn’t do anything without taking frequent breaks to lie down. They have been refusing to pay me since September. Yeah, that may be part of my grumpiness as well.
We’re having a surprise eightieth birthday party for my Father-In-Law Saturday evening. Michael’s making chili, I made a cake (more on that disaster later – with pictures) and he and his best friend are coming by after Saturday evening Mass – supposedly just for dinner and to look at family pictures. Michael’s eldest brother will be driving three hours each way for the party (barring any of that nasty white stuff) and I know Tom will be thrilled to spend time with three of his four sons, eat chili made from his mother’s special recipe, and hang out. We don’t need engraved invitations, a catered meal, or ice sculptures and floral arrangements to have a good time. All it really takes is people who want to be together . . . and wine.
There are two great new YA novels out there if there’s an older teen (or an adult who enjoys good YA) on your shopping list: Running on Empty by Colette Ballard and Crash Into You by Katie McGarry. Check them out! And for those lovers of cozy mysteries pick up a copy of Secrets, Snapdragons, and a Spirit by Tina DC Hayes. It’s a great winter read 🙂
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