Happy Birthday Sister

I am so borrowing this from a friends blog. :)

Today is my cute sister's birthday. Not to be TOO cheesy, I wanted to jot a few my favorite memories of her.

• Playing Little House on the Prairie, when mom made us our pioneer bonnets.
• BARBIES BARBIES BARBIES!!!! (especially your homemade Christmas lights for the Barbie house. Hole punch with multi colored construction paper and yarn. You have a festive house)
• Our cool poses we made when they let us do what we want when our picture was taken.
• Making the stairs into a sledding hill with sleeping bags.
• Taking the cushions off the couch and jumping in them and dancing to the ultra cool records mom & dad had.
• Making a bowling alley down the hall, using cups as the pins and dad's bowling ball.
• You babysitting us and threatening to call Santa and tell him not to come this year. We were brats.. I am sorry for that.
• Lambda Delta Sigma.. sisters we are true.. (we both know it will always be Kappa Theta)

Happy Birthday Stacy!! I love you sister! I hope you have a fun day!

It's a Christmas Miracle!

I was able to close on the house today! So I could be moving by the end of this week! HURRAY!!
Thank you everyone who kept their fingers crossed. This past week has been a rough and emotional one.

Tradition... Tradition!!

A couple of days before Christmas Eve, my mom, sisters and I get together to make the traditional Christmas treats.
We first start off and make Sand Cookies. This comes from my mom's side of the family.
You press what is the consistency of sugar cookie dough into a sort of tart shell. After being baked you fill with whipped cream and strawberry preserves. YUM!




The final product!

The 2nd thing we make are a tradition from my dad's side of the family. Candy cane cookies. It is a very stiff oatmeal cookie sort of dough that you shape into candy canes. After they are baked you dip them in a very thin powdered sugar icing then piped with red icing.

Tot, Bean, and sister

I helped with the red icing part. Can you find my name? I don't think I will be asked to do this next year. :)

Bug "helping". Woops!

We also make Julekake (pronounced Yule kaw ke). It is a sweet, dense Norwegian bread filled with citron and raisins. But being the picky eaters my mom will make at least one batch without the goo.

The next item that we made was what we call.. Cereal Crack. (see above) This stuff is SERIOUSLY addicting. This isn't tradition, and just made it this year in our Holiday bake day. Let's just say each of us took a bag of this home. My teeth hurt.

After a day of baking and loads of sugar, Bug & Buddy decided to take a break and watch a movie! So cute.

These are memories that will last a lifetime, I love spending time with my family. I love them all so very much!

Happy Holidays!

As some of you may know, I am in the process of moving and things have been so hectic, that I haven't had time to sit down and write out cards this year. For this, I do apologize.

In lieu of a card.. I decided to go the "technical" route and send out "Christmas Cheer" this way.

I hope each and every one of you, as well as your families, have a very Merry Christmas and a wonderful New Year!

Love,

Tina the "Twerd" (Twilight + Nerd)

Fingers crossed

Just as a heads up...
Everyone.. keep your fingers crossed. I closed on my townhouse the other day, now I am just waiting for the people that are buying the house to get all of their paper work together. I am at about the breaking point from the stress, and trying not to get too worried. Just keeping our fingers crossed..

Slipped

What is it with me and slips? For some reason they don't like to stay put. I have had a couple instances where this has happened. Twice at work, lovely. The 3rd time happened yesterday evening.
I was getting my hair done and after getting my hair washed, the hair dresser took me over to get a paraffin wax on my hands. Dip, dip dip the hands go into the wax, hands covered in plastic and then "warming mitts" (looks like oven mitts but without thumbs) are placed over the plastic. As we are walking towards the station I felt the slip start to fall. Ok, I now have no hands to be able to catch it and hold in place. Down to the floor it went. So, now how do you "discretely" pick up the slip that is now around your ankles? Do I kick it over to the hair dressers station? Eww no. Do I try and pick it up with the gloves. That would be like a little kid trying to pick up something in mittens. Scoop.. dang it.. scoop.. dang it. I immediately say, oh how embarrassing, and the hairdresser thought I had lost my cape and bent down to grab it. She then realized what it was and said it's ok, this isn't the first time something like this has happened here and shoves it into my handbag. I know it probably wasn't the first time something like that has happened there, but, still I wish it wouldn't have happened in front of a bunch of women. Guess it could be worse and it was all men, as what happened the 2nd time.
I don't know which is more embarrassing, this or the time I was at a work bowling party and a tripped and fell "into the lane". Well, I guess I will have to say the bowling incident. Stupid oily lanes. I feel better because it could have been more embarrassing.. but now I am re-living the bowling incident.

Dad's Birthday

We celebrated my dad's 60th birthday a couple days early. We had been planning on doing a surprise party and when everything was set, we realized.. dun dun dunnnnnnnn.. it was going to be the same day as the HOLY WAR Football game. UvsY. Oh no worries we thought.. the game will be early and we can get my dad to the party on time. WRONG.. late game. Started at 4 and the party started at 6:00. YIKES what are we going to do?

After going through scenarios from mom's car can break down to the kids have planned a special dinner for you and this night was the only night everyone could get together. We decided to do the special dinner planned story but, that didn't go off as well as we thought. After many phone calls to my brother, from my dad, asking that we postpone dinner to possibly another night.... my mom was finally able to convince him in her "special" way (basically telling him HE IS GOING!!).

The time came when the guest of honor arrived just before the door was opened and the lights were turned back on we heard.... 'we can't go into the room this isn't the restaurant'. After everyone had yelled surprise.. he was very surprised.. He felt a little sheepish wanting the dinner postponed.

Dinner was fantastic! Of course it was, Travis did it all! Thanks brother for doing that and getting everything together, room, food, drink and TV wise (we were able to get a TV into the room so the rest of the game could be viewed). You are the best! Also, thank you to everyone who traveled near and far to come and celebrate with our family!!

Burnt Toast

So I am sitting here at work and the fire alarm came on today. Panic to the heart was the first reaction, the second reaction or thought was someone must have pulled the alarm by mistake. 3rd thought oh I need to finish this before we are "not to panic and line up in a single file" I didn't want to lose my notes. (heaven for bid I have to re-type notes). 4th thought.. I need to go to the bathroom. (for those of you who didn't read one of my first 2 posts, since the 2nd grade I have been afraid of any type of fire alarm).

Managers go around to see what the problem is and report back that someones toast had burned in the toaster. After hearing this I immediately think of The Office episode where the "RYAN STARTED THE FIRE" and I start to sing it. .

Fire department did show up, flashing lights and the alarm going off every now and then. This made for a fun Friday. Now if I had a group to play deserted island with. ANY WHO... I had to blog about it, because to me, it was just too funny.

Another thought just came to mind... why didn't we form a single line and exit the building? Hmmm