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What’s Going On

2 Jan

Wazzup, my gnomies?
So, how ya been? Long time, no see, right?

Well, like many of you, I dropped off the face of the planet recently to deal with the Holidays and Work. I’ll do my best to fill you in (in an abbreviated form so you don’t get too bored with me).

ChristmaHanaKwanzika (aka: Festivus)
Just like Turkey Day, we had to parcel out Christmas celebrations to three different families (but at least with Christmas you have more than one day you can celebrate on). We started by celebrating with my family on Christmas Eve…

Oh my gosh, I’m totally forgetting to tell you the best part!

::REWIND::

For those of you that don’t have the 411, Mr. Bee has a slowly degenerative liver condition. He was diagnosed almost five years ago and there isn’t much you can do except try to treat the symptoms and once in a while have a procedure done to help open up the ducts in the liver (if they get blocked). So Mr. Bee decided to schedule a doctor’s check up for December 22nd. Not too bad, right? He had some time off so it made sense to schedule it then. He went in and the doctor suggested he have an imaging procedure done to see if any of his ducts were indeed blocked. Since you get knocked out for this procedure, Mr. Bee wouldn’t be allowed to drive himself home after the appointment. Naturally, I would drop the Mr. off for the appointment with Baby Bee and pick him up afterwards.

This is when Mr. Bee is super smert and scheduled the appointment for 8 a.m. the next morning.

In Seattle.

On Christmas Eve Eve.

During Snowpacolypse.

So the Mr., Baby Bee and I all had to pack up the SUV and drop Mr. Bee off at a friend’s house in Seattle so he could stay the night and somehow get through all the snow and ice to the hospital by 8 a.m. (because he *is* smart enough to know that I am not getting my ass AND Bee up around 6 o’clock in the morning to drive him up in the snow for his appointment).

We get all settled back and home and are just waiting to pick him up the next day around noon when we find out that his ducts *were* blocked and they had to perform ANOTHER procedure while they were in there. All is fine, but he’ll have to stay overnight.

That is, we can pick him up on Christmas Eve.

Long story long, we finally got to pick him up and visit with my family but that holiday celebration was just a bit more stressful than it needed to be. Oy.

The In-Laws
On Christmas morning, we had just about enough time to get up, open presents, eat, dress, and then we were off to Mr. Bee’s Mom’s place for Christmas brunch. We all opened presents and had a good time, but I have to say just one thing…

Why would someone insist on wish/gift lists and then completely disregard them?

I thought I did a really good job this year of thinking of things that were affordable and even (gasp) functional to put on my Christmas list, but then all I ended up with was, well, not stuff on the list. I know I sound like a greedy brat, but I put a lot of effort in to that list! And if we’re expected to get something for you off of YOUR list, how about you return the favor, k?

But I digress…

As we were scheduling all the holiday celebrations, we were once again invited down to the middle-of-nowhere-ville to visit Mr. Bee’s Dad and Family. Even though I thoroughly was tortured with enjoyed the last visit, this time I pleasantly demanded invited them to drive up to us and see our new house.

They replied that they would love to but had to keep on eye on Snowpacolypse to determine when they could come up and visit. That’s fair, right? I thought so.

That is until they gave us a whopping three hours of notice that they’d be stopping by.

Now, I don’t know about you, but whenever we celebrate Christmas, it pretty much looks like Santa vomited toys, wrapping paper, boxes, etc. all over our entire house. And, since we hadn’t gotten substantial notice of their visit, we didn’t even have anything in the house suitable for consumption for seven people (besides a ridiculous amount of fudge and a pound of See’s chocolates).

For the next three hours, Mr. Bee and I ran around like crazy people, throwing toys and garbage in cabinets and buying food that would be acceptable for a Three-Days-After-Christmas-Celebration. Luckily, the visit was pretty short and painless and we won’t have to do it again until Turkey Chase ’09.

The Good Stuff
Since this post is getting a bit long, I’ll just leave you with a pretty photo of my favorite Christmas/Push Present gift from Mr. Bee.
Queen Bee
Technically I bought it for myself through Mrs. J., but let’s just all play along and say that Mr. Bee saw it and thought of me, okay?

Next Post: A New Year’s Eve Wedding Makes Me Rethink Quitting My Job

Song title: What’s Going On by All-Star Tribute

It’s Not Over Until It’s Over

30 Dec

Seriously, is it over yet?
Sorry I’ve been totally MIA. After three family celebrations, now I’m tackling my (maybe) last wedding (ever). It’s on New Year’s Eve so the pressure is really on.

I promise I’ll be back soon with countless tales of Gifts Gone Bad and The Wacky In-Laws. Until then, I’ll leave you with a premature Wordless Wednesday.
So true.
This is sooo how I feel right now. It’ll be over soon, right?

Song title: It’s Not Over Until It’s Over by Balance of Power

Christmas Time Is Here

23 Dec

Snowflakes in the air…
Uh, what the hell is up with the weather this year! I’m not complaining (although I’d happily give one of my ovaries for a piping hot tall soy pumpkin spice Starbucks latte right now. Sigh). Here is our week here is Washington: (the photos are much more impressive if you click on them!)

The Backyard
Before

During

After

The Front Yard
Before

After (Current)

As cabin-fever-insanity-inducing as this weather is, you can’t help but get in to the Christmas spirit with all this great snow around. Of course, it would help if I wasn’t totally freaking out that UPS and/or FedEx still haven’t delivered the rest of the family’s presents. Oh, and I kind of forgot about a few things that I need to buy. heh. heh. Yeah, that’s gonna suck this afternoon. Wish me luck.

I’m guessing this will be my last post for a few days as, well, I’ve got way too much shit to do. And, while I beg to differ, I’m guessing the “sorry I had to blog” excuse will not suffice if I come empty-handed to Christmas dinner(s), don’t get my shopping done, and/or fail to pick up Mr. Bee from a medical procedure today.

And yes, all those topics DO deserve posts of their own. Soon, my little ones, I promise! In the meantime:

HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

Song title: Christmas Time Is Here by A Charlie Brown Christmas Soundtrack

Little Martha

15 Dec

A little delayed on the blogging (sorry!) but we finally got all our Christmas decorations up!

The Griswolds we are not.

(Sorry about the photo – it was really foggy the night we finished the house!)
We decided to go simple with the lights this year. First, we realized that we would be flirting with disaster by attempting to get lights on the upper roof line of the new house. Hence, the first story lights only! Also, we figured that if we set the neighborhood expectations low so every year we could add to the house, slowly blowing their unimaginative minds!

Handmade, bitches!

I slaved for minutes days and days making my Christmas garland and wreathes. But really, I did put all those ornaments on myself!

Look, Mom! I have a banister!

I just about pooped myself when I realized that the new house has a real honest to God banister!!

Awwww, so cute!

The weekend after Thanksgiving, Mr., Baby Bee, and I went out to a neighboring “tree farm” to cut down a tree. We were gonna let Bee play with the saw, but someone told us it’d probably be a bad idea.

'Cheese!'

For some reason, anything and everything has become a camera to Bee. Here she is “taking a picture” with the tape measure.

'Twee! Twee!'

The final product! Bee loves sitting (or laying on her tummy) near the tree and gazing up lovingly at it. It’s friggin’ adorable! She often waves “Heh-Woh” or “Bye-ee” to the “Twee”.

This weekend we visited the local Nordstrom to get that special photo of the baby with Santa. We were hoping to get something like this:

But instead, got something closer to this:

The photo won’t be available for pick up until the 20th, but don’t worry – I’ll definitely post the hilarity that is our belated Xmas card this year!

Song title: Little Martha By The Allman Brothers Band


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