What do I want for Christmas?

Christmas is almost 2 weeks away and once again there is not enough money to go around. Emily is only getting a few from me and Santa Claus but I got her something useful that she will go ga ga over. Everyone else is getting one present and hopefully they will find them useful. I wont say what the presents are just in case they happen to stumble upon my blog. The things that I really want for Christmas are unobtainable at this point. I want a year free of insurmountable bills, nothing to go wrong in this money pit of a house, for my tenants to pay their rent on time and not wait until midnight on the 5th to slip it into the mailbox, for my cat to stop barfing and pooping on everything and for her to stop jumping on the counters and eating our food. I know this is a long list of things that will likely not happen but it's what I wish for. For Emily I wish for her to do all of her homework and continue to improve in school. I would also like her to not be on on thepath to becoming a surly teenager. I would also like her to stop kicking me right now as I sit on the couch next to her constantly kicking legs.
My most desired wish on my Christmas list is the same one I have had ever since I was a teenager. I wish to fine the one, the man of my dreams. He does not have to be prince charming because. Frankly prince charming bores me and I have a hard time believing in his charms. The man I want is in the words of Travis Trite or is it Tim McGraw hmmmmmm anyhow, he is " I may be a real bad boy, but baby I'm a real good man." I want that guy who has all his shit together but still knows he to have fun. Oh well here is wishing on a Christmas star tonight. I know he is out there somewhere out there beneath the pale moon light. Someone's thinking of me and loving me tonight. I couldn't.

Grandma's Plates

Eating off my Grandma's white Corelle plates reminds me of all the family dinners we would have at her place. The plates are plane white, nothing fancy, and have withstood Silvernail's and their friends since the 1970's. I am not sure exactly when she got the Corelle dishes but I do member a story of when my teenaged Aunt Suzy tried to impress her friends with this new kind of indestructible dinner ware. She threw one of my Grandmas brand new plates and the ground expecting it not to shatter which of course it did. Corelle is not completly indestructible but darn near close. If its dropped at the right angle and hits just the right spot on the dish, it will shatter. My daughter when she was about 2 managed to do that also with one of my mother's. New Corelle bowls. She prefers hers with fruit printed on them, but that's another story for my mother.

Its so funny how something as inane as a dish can bring back find memories of a person. My grandma had probably two sets and various odds and ends of the white Corelle dishes. When she passed away, nobody seemed to want them except my brother Colby and I. Since I had a house and only had the bachelorette style of miss matched hodge podge dishes and his roomie at the time, Carrie, had her own full set of dishes and therefore Colby had no need of them, I got the Corelle dishes. It wasn't until I moved though into the house I now own that I was able to unpack them and start. Using them. My dad had them packed and put into storage and forgot which one they were in until recently. Now that I have them in my cabinets and ready to use, its almost like having a little bit of Grandma with me at mealtimes. I miss her so much but this helps.

3rd Round Drafts in the Game of Love

I am not sure if I have ever been in love. I though I had been quite a few times and have had three great loves. However if any of these were truly love, wouldn't they have lasted? It seems that all that is left to me being single at 34 and at least 100 pounds over weight and with a child, are the leftovers and throwbacks. Don't get me wrong I love my daughter with all my heart and would never trade for 1,000 Prince Charmings but guys are scared of kids and the" instant family" and added responsibility that comes with them.
When I graduated high school and then college, that's when the first round drafts were picked. They high school cheerleaders, jocks and prom queens were married and on their way to Happily Ever After. I wasn't ready for that as I had come into the dating came later in life then most, when I was in my early 20's. After college and new to the dating game, when I was still trying to find myself the second round started. I guess you could say I jumped the gun and hooked up with the wrong guy. While I did get my wonderful daughter out of it, I also made myself ineligible for the second round. So as I started my 30's, the rest of my friends began to get married and start their families. I already had my family and being single was in the no mans land of relationship status. Here I am now, almost 35, and about to be in my mid 30's and still no man in sight. I know it has to do with my weight and my unwillingness to accept less than the right one, but why should I. Do I have to accept less than the one, NO!
So, as I wait for the third round to begin, I have to wonder what is left. All I seem to run into these days are the lame, weirdos, mommas boys and playas that I am just not into. I hope that the one is still out there for me. Someone who missed the first and second rounds like me, not because they are undesirable, but do to circumstances beyond their control they weren't able to show up.

Tummy Trouble

I was diagnosed with IBS in high school and some days are good and some bad. Lately they have been bad. It started with bad stomach cramps last Sunday then I was up all night with diareah. Monday I had stomach cramps so bad I thought I wanna gonna die. I had to take a Xanax. After I calmed down I realized the cramps were on the left side and the gallbladder and appendix are on the right. So I was good as far as those went. Tuesday I felt better but Wednesday I felt worse and Thursday too. All night I was up with cramps. Thursday I could barely sit up straight because my left side felt so bloated and full. It was like my stomach was not sending the food to my intestines and it was all just sitting there. I made an appointment with my Dr for Friday. I had to finagal 2 1/2 hours off for that too. Naturally I was feeling better by the time I got to the appointment. Just like when you take a car to the mechanic and it stops making that noise. My stomach was still a lil cramps and I told I felt better but knew the pain would come back. She suggested I may have Celia disease which is common in people who were diagnosed with IBS. Celiac disease is an allergy to gluten found in wheat, barley and rye. Since wheat is in almost everything it really limits the foods one can eat. So she had me take a blood test to see. Since this was Friday and the test results would not be in until Monday that left me with the whole weekend to contemplate what one eats on a gluten free diet.