Let The Chips Fall Where They May

It is once again the beginning of the month, and one of the most stressful times for me at work (as the beginning of the month is each month). I am tired of letting shit at work stress me out. Last night, by the time I got off work and got home I was so unbelievably mad that I was just angry almost all night. The thing is, I have no control over the factors at work that make me mad and stress me out. This morning, while I was getting ready (and dreading the minute when I would have to walk out the door to go to that office) I made a decision. And this is funny because it's something I am constantly telling others (maybe I should practice that which I preach). I am no longer going to let work stress me out or upset me to the point where I come home mad at night. I cannot change that which I cannot control. I may have said this in months past, but I really need to do it now. I am not going to let work depress me anymore, OR stress me out to the point that my psoraisis flares up (like it has in the past couple months, after clearing up greatly when we moved out of the in laws'). That is how it is. Though my job is part of my life, I am not going to let it disrupt the rest of my life.

Now on to happy, sun-shiny, puppies'n'kitties type thoughts.

We had an awesome, relaxing weekend. We watched seasons one and two of The Venture Bros. Funny ass cartoon from Adult Swim, my brother loaned them to us when we took him home after Thanksgiving dinner.

Speaking of, Thanksgiving was the BEST Thanksgiving of my adult life. I loved it. Jordan was a handful, but that was to be expected. I loved having my dad and siblings and husband and nephew all there. It made me feel so accomplished that they all loved dinner. Seriously, there was just enough left overs for our lunches on Friday (we both had to work), and for turkey sandwiches on Saturday. Granted, I didn't do a whole turkey, I just did a full breast (which in my mind was technically two turkey boobs, it was like the whole chest) and all of the fixings of course. When Dad and Jenn and Jordan got there, Jenn was helping me set everything out and kept looking around the kitchen forlornly. Finally she asked me if I had made yams, I said of course I had and opened the oven to show her where they were keeping warm. She was like good, and then I told her that I had put marshmallows on them (like our mom used to) and I thought she was gonna pee herself she was so happy. And before Jenn and company got here, Collin had picked Joshua up earlier in the morning so we could hang out for a bit. I am sure I have mentioned that my cat does not like new people, and most times not even people she has met before. So, Joshua gets here and walks in with Collin. Spaz just sits on the back of the love seat staring at him, watching him as he makes his way through the living room to sit down on the big couch. After he sits down, she continues to stare at him as we are talking, then she hops down from her perch and walks across the couches to where he is, and dammit all if the little attention whore didn't curl up in his lap. Every time he spoke she'd just look up at him, like she was listening!! Then he'd try to pet her and she'd put her paw on top of his hand like, "Ummm... I never said you could touch me." (in a really snobby voice) It was a great day.

Back to this weekend.

We got the tree up and decorated. It looks gorgeous (as always there are pictures on Myspace). Then we did our gingerbread house. It was my first ever time making one. We got this awesome kit at Costco. And, naturally my husband and I thought the exact same thing as we assembled it. It would have been awesome if we had some little gingerbread people to make a family. Then at almost the exact same moment we thought how awesome it would be to use some little gingerbread people to make it a murder scene... Seriously! It would have been AWESOME!! Well, there is always next year... Tehehehe...

Well, I think this is long enough for now. I had a lot to say, more than I expected...

Peace