Up Up and a Sniffle!

During our eventful snow storm on Sunday, the kids and I watched UP, which is a great movie, with a great message for the adult as well as entertaining for the kids. The message of “It’s never too late” and “Life itself is an adventure” etc…were wonderful and well needed right now in this time of my life.

However, on the heals of watching “It’s a Wonderful Life” Its no wonder that my kids have me on 24 hour watch and have taken away all my belts.

I suppose it is understandable that my kids are acting really nice and tiptoeing around me after the heap of snorting, smiling, crying, flesh that I turned into as I watched the movie.

Geeze, not only are my taste buds all screwy at my age, but apparently age is making me a weepy mess nothing less than akin to the drunk idiot of my past...

“I love you MAN…..”

Flurries in the South???

So on Sunday it snowed. Which when you live in Maine, in December is not really a life altering event.

However, it also snowed in Texas...and the Mid-Atlantic and South East... What is this the end of worlds???

That one foot dump of snow on their streets has completely paralyzed the mid-Atlantic, they may not go to school again until February when the heat wave comes and makes sure that even the tiniest snow flake has melted.

Oh, was that harsh and sarcastic?

Probably a little, but having taught there for a number of years...(yes I did used to be a part in the intellectual development of our youth...don't get stuck with that scared look on your face, I am on a break, your youth are safe!) I used to get so irritated. The prediction of a couple of inches would spurn an apocalyptic reaction making the grocery stores scramble to put more bread, water and milk on their shelves.

Now, really folks…even if you are stuck for 3 days in your house from your 2 inches of snow, do you really need 10 loaves of bread? And frankly hip checking the old lady out of the way of the cooler to get the last 20 jugs of milk was a little much.

Just put on your boots, go out into the snow, and enjoy it…it will probably melt tomorrow!

Geriatric Taste Buds

Is it possible to have old people taste buds?

I mean I am just curious because I am sitting here eating pickled beets...and have had them every day this week.

I can remember going to visit my dad’s family down south and them eating turnip greens, pickled beets, tomatoes like apples, and turnips with salt and vinegar (although I will admit I always liked that one…) and being so totally grossed out. Perhaps it was my over processed taste buds that kept me from liking these things…or perhaps it was my immature pallet.

I don’t know, but I always assumed that kind of food “old” people food. All the “old” people in the family liked that stuff…you know, the stuff that’s all healthy and what not, and all that self-canned-crap” from the garden.

Yeah, well, as I plopped a few more pickled beets on my plate and Henry stuck his nose up and said…
“ewwww their PURPLE,” (clearly assaulting his white-food-only sensibilities,)

I realized…OH CRAP…I like old people food now…

Go in my pantry folks, and you will find all my self-canned-crap. Not to mention the words "when I was your age..." are creeping into my daily conversations with my kids...Clearly I am running down hill from here. Somebody just shoot me if I start eating pickled pigs feet though...

I'm just sayin'.

Happy Holidays

We celebrate Christmas in our family, but if you don't just substitute Happy Holidays...

Hope you have a good one!

PIE