Where did last week go? Or A week's worth of thoughts in on post...*G*

It seems like after the election things just sort of moved in a weird slow ~ motion ~ alternate ~ universe ~ excited ~ overwhelmingly ~ let ~ down ~ hurry ~ up ~ and ~ wait kinda way. With all the excitement leading up to the election it seemed we couldn’t get enough of the polls and last minute campaigned push (we are in one of if not the ugliest Senatorial campaign districts ~ total disgusted with that mess). All day Tuesday I watched MSNBC even though I knew they really wouldn’t have any information on the results until the polls closed. I couldn’t help myself. It was like being when you are starving and you still have to make the pasta. You keep watching the pot of water come to a boil…you know it’s not going to go any faster watching it but you just can’t help but checking it constantly.

Hubby and I watched President-Elect Obama make his speech with tears of hope. Afterwards we couldn’t seem to settle down even though we knew it was late and hubby had to go to work the next day. Wednesday we were still in a daze of hope and exhaustion. From there the week gets a bit fuzzy. Still trying to grasp what’s happened not only for our country’s government but also culturally the hope for the future for everyone. How exciting it is to see such happiness on the faces of young and old.

Then all the talk on Friday about what President-Elect Obama had to say in order to shore up our economy. The jobs report was so bad and added to the automotive industry Friday was almost overwhelming on the economic front. But what’s worse you realize not only does President-Elect Obama have come out saying everything is going to be alright but he can’t start his new job until the middle of January. Hence the hurry up and wait syndrome…

Kinda like having a baby. You are all excited when the stick turns blue and can’t wait until the baby comes. Then it dawns on you after the first flush of excitement, you have to wait nine months (if it’s unplanned possible less) for that baby to actually get here. You go through morning sickness, sometimes you puke so much you wonder if it’s all worth it…I did six months of puking several times a day. Then the swelling and not just your tummy…the cankles that have mutated from your ankles and calves…we won’t even mention our bottom…TMI. Heartburn you have at just the thought of food…but not eating is totally out of the question. Don’t get between me and chocolate (it was really viciously ugly). Even through all this there were lots of wonder and joy…the ultra sound and the many times everything stop while we stared in wonder at my tummy moving around…an arm here, a leg there and of course the total shifting body. Delivery oh boy that’s an experience like no other…and who cares what your body feels or looks like afterwards cause you are holding that beautiful miracle in your arms. You realize it was totally worth all the adjustments, pain and even puking for months on end…the biggest shocker of all while holding that beautiful miracle, you forget all you went through to hold that baby in your arms.

We have lots of puking, cankles, cravings and pain ahead but hopefully we’ll have moments of wonder and joy. With any luck when it’s all over we will have a country we can all be proud of showing off to the world.

With all the overwhelming emotions and excitement of last week I almost forgot this weekend was hubby’s birthday. So as Friday dawned with all the depressing economic news and the build up of P-E Obama’s speech, I was planning a weekend to celebrate a day hubby doesn’t want to talk about why we are celebrating but celebrate it just the same. I know kinda kooky but what can I say, he’s like an old woman when it comes to his birthday. When we first started dating age didn’t matter to him. Now we don’t talk about age…*ggg*…unless he really makes me unhappy (which doesn’t happen often) then I’ll make a comment about him getting old…*g*. We are both scorpions and according to mother the either mix really well or not at all. I don’t really follow that stuff like mother cause apparently I’m a true scorpion and that’s not good (according to her at least). I don’t know about all of that but hubby and I mix really good…in other words don’t cross one and don’t think you’ll separate and divide (after 18 years even our son hasn’t figured out how to do that…*g*).

So this weekend we’ve celebrated all weekend and since hubby will be off again on Tuesday we’ll just keep on celebrating. What does it mean to celebrate birthdays in our house? Well food of course. We were raised in families that celebrated (or mourned) everything with food. A weekend of food celebration means all our meals are celebrations…mainly our favorites or things we haven’t had in a while. But that will continue into next week too. I know doing that every once in a while that’s not too bad. But November is a bad month for us cause it starts with Halloween then goes all the way into Thanksgiving. We have been pretty good this year because we didn’t have a lot of candy left over from Halloween…those last kids that stopped by got extra…*g*. Hubby’s birthday this past weekend we did lots of celebrating and with him off again Tuesday breakfast will be more than just cereal. And we still have another birthday and the big long weekend of Thanksgiving eating…I mean celebrating…*g*. Then December is here and my son will be home and wanting all his favorites that he missed while away at school.

By January we’ll be ready for things to get back to a consistent menu of healthy foods minus desserts. But until then we will slowly slid into the cauldron of heavier meals finished off with progressively more decadent desserts. So sad that we can see it coming and yet we still can’t stop it…well we try at least to slow it down, kinda…*G*

Well I think that pretty much covers last week. I have lots of reviews to work on but I don’t know that I’ll get those done anytime soon cause today I’m finishing my parting of purging, organizing and cleaning the den. For such a small room you would think all the work hubby did yesterday would have taken care of everything but it only made a big dent. Most of this post was written yesterday while he was asking about stuff he was pulling out of the closet or rearranging the furniture around me. We were together in body if not in mind set…it’s amazing I can spend all day by myself and not get as much thought on paper as I can while he’s moving my chair while I’m typing…*g*.

Later today I’ll post this week’s menu…really interesting menu choices this week. I hope I haven’t scared you off after not posting then doing a mental dump on you. Stick around, who knows what will end up here this week…*ggg*.