Christmas 2007

Merry Christmas! This was the year for the family picture. All 15 of us squeezed into the studio at the local JCPenneys for a professional portrait. Afterwards, we headed over to Wings etc. to celebrate Chuck's 20th birthday. Then, it was over to grandma and papa's house to open presents.

Oldest(eldest?) brother Scott and mom.

2nd oldest brother Doug, me, nephew.

Christmas Tree

nieces.

sleeping brothers (Scott and Sean)

Max chillin' by the fire.

Scott and nephew.

I wasn't able to get all of the pictures to fit, I'm missing some pics of one nephew and all of my sisters-in-laws, at least you get the idea. Merry Christmas to you and yours!!

Attention: Expect delays

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I received a call from the store that my bedding was in. I went to the store and stood in line at the catalog order desk. The man in front of me was picking up his order as well. When the lady came out with his package he opened it, and instead of an electric blanket he ordered as a Christmas gift, it was a sports bra. I couldn't help but laugh. Needless to say, he was not a happy camper. I picked up my order (2 boxes) and carried them to the car (at this point I noticed how heavy the boxes were; tears were coming down my face) went home and opened them up. First box, the comforter set that I ordered. Second box, an orange 2 piece luggage set. "What the heck? it's supposed to be a sheet set." No wonder it was so heavy. Serves me right for laughing at other people. I went back later that night, stood in line again. The teenager who was helping me and another lady was talking to his 'bros and I so wanted to call them out on it, but I restrained myself (improvement in anger management, one point for me) the teenager ended up not being able to help me and I ended up with the lady who saw me earlier in the day. After I explained to her what happened she gave me a sincere "I'm sorry" and then started reprocessing my order. 55 minutes later I was out of there.

My Christmas Shoes

Today my boss brought in a pair of dansko shoes. She had bought them on eBay but they were two sizes too big for her. Instead of sending them back, she gave them to me. They are really quite comfortable and after a long day of work my feet didn't hurt at all. It took some effort to adjust to them as early in the day I was having trouble balancing myself.

I was wearing green scrubs at the time so I looked liked a walking Christmas display. I wonder if I click them together three times if they'll take me home?

7 things...

I've noticed a lot of bloggers listing 7 things about themselves. Also called MEME. I want to jump in on the fun.

• I'm an introvert. I did manage to perform in two productions in high school and college. Although, that was because I was the stage manager and knew all the lines anyway, not because I'm a good actor.


• When I am stressed I grind my teeth when I sleep. (no, I don't realize I'm doing it. The sound has been described to me as a freight train tearing through the house.)


• I love reading anything I can get my hands on. Sidenote: when I was younger my parents would punish me by sending me to my room ; it never did any good I just read my books until I was allowed to come out.


• I got the chicken pox when I was 10. At the time and it still is, rare for anyone over the age of 7 not to have already had them. To make me feel better my parents bought me Garfield underwear. ( I was into Garfield at the time)


• I've only been on a plane once (when I was 9).


• I originally wanted to be an astronaut, then a professional basketball player, doctor, and finally a scientist. I don't know what I want to be after this...hmm...


• I am named after the character Meghann from the book The Thornbirds. After the red hair and family of brothers our similarities come to a screeching stop.

Meg & Jordan's Incredible Inedible Lard Adventure

This weekend, Meghan Kelly celebrated her 26th birthday by serving a meal at the Salvation Army downtown. We had an incredible time dicing tomatoes, cooking beans, managing the serving line, and washing dishes. One of the unspoken duties was to empty the remnants of the fried beef into the "inedible oil bin". Now this was not just clean, clear oil. This was the thick muck that forms the base of the grease that houses the lard that traps the fly and "I don't know why..."---- you know the rest. Needless to say, this was not a pretty job. With three full buckets and one large metal bin, we (Meg and Jordan) transported this lard into the bin actually designated with written plaque: "inedible cooking oil". Enjoy the pictures of our experience...

Gave us a whole new appreciation for the Lunch Lady...

Mmm MMMM Mmmm Mmmmm ... Tasted like chicken - Get in my belly!

The inner bowels of the "inedible cooking oil" container...quite literally took our breath away.

Elevator Laws

• If there is an escalator that goes from the 1st floor to the 2nd floor and you are able-bodied and can maintain your balance, spare the rest of us from an unnecessary stop and use the escalator.
• No more than 8 people on the elevator. I don't want to suffocate and neither should you. There are three escalators, I'm sure another one will open up shortly.
• Move to the back of the elevator when you get on. You're not so important that you can't make room for others.
• Pay attention to the arrows. When the arrow points up, the elevator is going up, when the arrow points down, the elevator is going down.
• Allow the people that are getting off the elevator to get off before you try to get on. No need for pushing and shoving.
• Pushing the buttons multiple times does not make the elevator operate any faster. Stop doing it.

Dear fellow driver,
The next time that you decide to make a right turn onto the street using the merge lane, please do not stop. The purpose of this lane is to keep traffic moving. When you stop to wait for the light to change you negate the purpose of this lane and the millions of dollars that were spent to construct it. So, next time either use the lane as it was meant to be used or find another way home. Thank you for your attention to this matter.
Sincerely,
Fellow motorist