Black Friday Chronicles Part II  

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It's 2:57 AM. Do you know where your wife is? Mr. Scott surely does not. Not yet anyway.

A cloudy and warm 39 degrees. I'm about to go stand with thousands of other crazy shoppers, mostly women, and shop 'til I drop.

Why? Emmmmmm, yeah, not real sure.

Give me a few more hours and perhaps I'll have your answer.

3:15 rolled around, and I'm ready. I'm not going out to shop. Nope. I was going to go out and talk to people who had been standing in lines for hours upon hours, in the rain no less. I had even cleared the pictures from my cell phone. I wanted to try my hand at journalism, this one time.

3:30, I dropped my sil a quick text. I waited awhile and no response.

At 4:00 I called, no answer. We were supposed to be at JC Penny's by then.

So I dropped another text, Did you forget me? Of course I knew they did, but somewhere in the back of my mind I had hoped they decided to wait until closer to 5:00 for the Wal-Mart opening.

I did a load of laundry. Washed the dishes from the night before and read a few chapters in a book.

By 5:10 it was clear they had forgotten me.

I stood at the door staring at porch lights glittering off the wet pavement. Did I want to go bad enough to go by myself? Target wouldn't open until 6:00.

With disappointment hanging over my shoulders, I slipped off my shoes and my jeans and crawled back into the warmth of my bed, where hubs snored away.

8:20, I wake up to the sound of my husband singing, "Get up, get up. You slept through." Then he laughs and says, "I knew you'd sleep through the alarm."

I rolled over, covering my head with the blankets. "No, I didn't."

Hubs jerked the blankets away and peered at me over my shoulder. "What do you mean?"

"They forgot me."

All in all it was good. In the years I've shopped Black Friday I've learned a few things. Target, very rarely runs out of their good deals. JC Penny's has great deals all the time. You don't have to get to Wal-Mart at 5:00, if you wait a bit the crowd will thin and there is usually still some stuff left. Maybe not the televisions etc, but who can really afford those anyway?

By 9:15 I was out along with my youngest dd. Our first stop, Wal-Mart. I needed a toaster for the kids. They had them advertised for $5. We walked around, there were no toasters left. No biggie, they had one regularly priced at $6.88. Let me ask you, if you'd been at Wally World at 5:00 AM would $1.88 been worth the hassle? I didn't think so. We left Wal-Mart without merchandise. (That's a first.)

Westlake Hardware had dog beds for $10. That's a dang steal. I couldn't make them for that. Hubs had instructed I buy one. So I did.

Next stop, Lord help my husband, was Sears. I could have killed him. As some of you know, we bought a microwave a few months back. Well since the oldest dd moved out and she didn't have one, hubs thought it a grand idea to give her ours. I wasn't too miffed, since at the time she didn't have an oven either.

Anyway, Sears had an awesome deal on a 1.6 microwave. Sears is also on the west side of town, where everybody who is anybody is out in full force. And road rage abounds, I actually call it holiday rage. People are down right rude and mean. We entered Sears after parking at Macy's, it wasn't that far, at least not walking in.

Sears was packed. I'd found all Topekan shoppers in the Sear's appliance department. The hope of finding our microwave dwindled with each step. But as I turned the corner there were two. I picked the damn thing up. This was no .9 microwave, so I sent dd on the hunt for a shopping cart. I'd seen a few people with them so I knew they were around. The goof walked right by one empty one. I'm thinking I better hurry before someone else gets to the cart first. So I decided to carry this microwave with the assistance of my thigh all the while shouting at the girl.

Purchase made. We abandon shopping cart and I carry the darn thing to the car, which didn't seem that far away when I parked. But that was before my extra burden. I swear it had to have weighed 50 pounds or more. Add to it the sleet that was currently coming down and I was one unhappy camper. Hubs should have been with me. Instead, he was at home all nice and cozy.

Oh well, I have a microwave. And a nice one, for the same price we paid for the previous one that was way too small.

Our next stop was a hop, skip, and a jump to Lowe's. Hubs had an install today and was in dire need of a hammerdrill. You'd think after being with someone for 20 years, you should know to never send them out to buy tools. Especially me! But since I was on the west side of town already...after fifteen phone calls and the reassurance that "HELL NO, I'm not going to Home Depot," we settled on a drill. One that I proudly was able to use a $10 off coupon for.

Since dd and I were on the west side of town, I decided to stop at the other Wal-Mart. You know, just in case they had that $5 toaster. Saving $1.88 is real important. So important that I forgot to run into Barnes & Noble to purchase a copy of The Christmas Carol. Of course, it could have been the grumpy man that almost ran me over with his 2008 royal blue Nissan that had left me all flustered and forgetful. He was coming around a corner way to fast. I didn't see him until his bumper was near my knee. What I did see was the car he cut in front. Boy howdy!

Just as I'm merging back on to the bypass hubs calls. He wants to know how many dog beds I got.

"One."
"Well, why?" he asks like I've defied all logic. Which I guess I did, or at least his logic.
"You said get a dog bed. A being one."
"But we have three dogs." Yes, I know this. But I also know he had said a dog bed. And since I had received a lecture earlier that morning about what to get and what not to get, I stuck with a dog bed.

I look at my precious darling daughter, who probably shouldn't have been exposed to the hells of Black Friday at such an early age, and I say, "Daddy wants us to go back..." I didn't even get the words out. She gripped the handle of the door like it was her last life line to sanity. Her nose began to flare. I swear she growled. Let me just say, when we left home she started the trip out in the front seat of the car. By the time we left Lowe's, she was in the back.

We made it home about 1:30. I could have been home earlier, but since there was a lot of drama on the home front with a neighbor, her daughter, and my son, I decided to lolligag in town a bit longer and let hubs deal with it.

Black Friday Chronicles  

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It's 2:57 AM. Do you know where your wife is? Mr. Scott surely does not. Not yet anyway.

A cloudy and warm 39 degrees. I'm about to go stand with thousands of other crazy shoppers, mostly women, and shop 'til I drop.

Why? Emmmmmm, yeah, not real sure.

Give me a few more hours and perhaps I'll have your answer.

See ya in a few.

Renee

Breathe Through the Holidays  

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*sigh*

There are moments in a person's life when they really need to focus on the act of breathing. I realize it is a natural act and should come naturally. And for most of us it does. I'm not talking about the unconscious effort. I'm talking about the deliberate long inhale and cleansing exhale. I'm talking about sucking oxygen in so that it flows through reviving the heart and meets the mind. I'm talking about body, mind, and spirit. (No, I'm not a new age guru. I don't know the first thing about it. Just because I use the same words doesn't mean you need to curse me while running from me.)

Some people will tell you they don't have time. Some people will say they do this already, even when they don't. Some will say they don't know how.

Those very same people will find life has passed them by like a lightning flash.

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, and as much as I bitch and moan about the holidays. I'm very grateful for many things. I could go into all the hoopla, but you all know them. For you should be grateful for the same. But in all the chaos the holidays bring, please remember to breathe. Breathe deeply. Clear your head and find peace.

This will be my first year celebrating Thanksgiving knowing I'm celiac. For me, right now, that means no gravy, no party potatoes, no green bean casserole, no mom's home made crescent rolls. At least not in the traditional sense.

I found this recipe for Party Potatoes, sadly there's no Durkee onions or anything that might come close.

Party Potatoes Recipe
10 large potatoes
1 cup sour cream
8 oz cream cheese
1 tsp each garlic and onion salts
1 1/2 tsp minced chives
butter
paprika

Boil and mash potatoes. Add sour cream and cream cheese. Add salts and chives, mixing well. Refrigerate in 2 quart casserole for 24 hours. Dot with butter, sprinkle with paprika. Bake at 350°F for 45 minutes.

Compare this to-

Ingredients

* 2 pound bag of frozen hash brown potatoes
* ½ cup melted butter
* 1 tsp. salt
* ½ tsp. pepper
* 2 cans of cream of chicken soup
* 1 pint of sour cream
* ½ cup of finely chopped onions
* 10 oz. or 2 pkg. of shredded cheddar cheese
* Topping:
* Durkee Onions

Directions

1. Thaw potatoes and combine all ingredients in a large mixing bowl
2. Put into a greased large casserole baking dish
3. Bake 1 to 1 ½ hours at 350 degrees
4. Sprinkle onions on bake 5 minutes.

Again, green bean casserole has always been my favorite. I've eaten that every Thanksgiving I can remember.

So here is the deal. I'm going to make my own fried onions. And I'm going to eat my favorite foods gluten free.

Have a Happy Thanksgiving!!!

I know what a scoundrel wants!  

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Check it out! The blurb sounds scrumptious. I bet Will Scarlet is that bad boy waiting to be tamed, or loved...

Lightbulb  

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I just love it when a light bulb flashes in my head.

It started with a smidgen of an idea last evening, and now I'm beginning to see the entire thing clear as day.

That's good news and bad news. For one, I want to quit the whole NaNo thing and slow down to give careful attention to detail. Yet, I really need to, as Kimberly Killion would say, 'vomit it out'. I keep reminding myself, if I just get it on paper then I can go back and make the changes that need to be done.

I did something in a similar vein with The Highlander's Hellion, formerly Hellion's Haven, the only difference is, which is a big one, I didn't write the scenes in order. And, there were some instances where I would just write in one file in a day jumping all over the place. This time, I'm definitely writing in a more linear fashion. Well actually, I let my OCD kick in and I refuse to write out of order, even with the black moment blaring at me. It'll just have to continue doing so, besides I'm sure it'll all change by the time I get there. ;)

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No More Excuses  

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Yeah, guilty again. Well not exactly, I haven't been hiding, not really. Loki (muse) and I have been at odds. The stress of dealing with teens, I guess that's what I get for saying I enjoy them. (Nothing has changed) The worry over a custody battle for my niece. I've been sick, really, I had a sore throat, couldn't talk, fever, chills, all of that fun stuff, and dealing with other issues which would lead down the TMI road and I don't want to go there today.

I guess you could say, I didn't have one excuse but a slew of them. Not to mention that I have a huge platter in front of me with a lot of work. Plus, I'm wavering on the fence of indecision. Literally, and I know we all go through this, but I've felt as if I should just give up and walk away from my dreams of becoming a published author. On one hand I feel intimidated, scared to death. On the other hand I feel like I've been published for years and can do whatever it is I set my mind to. The second has just popped its head in the last day or two. The other had been fully ensconced in my brain keeping me from moving forward.

But I'm looking down upon the green grass and about ready to throw myself to the piranhas. That's good news. I've sent one query letter out to an agent so far. Come Monday, I'll send a few more out. And I'll resend to an editor who requested over a year ago that I have not heard yet. But first I have to once more go over the first three chapters and rewrite the synopsis. The synopsis has been holding me back, but now I think I've gained the confidence to carry that daunting task to completion.

So no more excuses for me. I must keep trekking along this path in hopes of finding the end of the rainbow.

O, and much thanks to Alice.

Wish me luck,

Renee

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Presidential Election  

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I admit, I was totally undecided when I entered the voting booth. And I won't share with you who I voted for. What I will say is the response by the American citizens in this election, was, well, just amazing.

And whether or not I supported McCain or Obama, the emotion pouring out all over the United States, was, again, amazing. The power of celebration. Of unity. Hope. The scenes at Harlem, Georgia, Chicago, D.C, it was like a revolutionary victory of sorts, settled by votes. Voices were heard. American voices were heard. I took joy in the smiles, the cheers, and the tears that flowed in the Obama camp. And I felt the disappointment of the McCain supporters.

I guess you could say, that even now, after the announcement that Barack Obama is our President Elect, I'm still undecided. Let's face it, in the Kansas Presidential Voting History we've voted Republican 29 times out of 36. And for the last 10 elections, it's been solid Republican. There was no doubt Kansas would vote Republican again. If I voted McCain, well I'd be following tradition. And if I voted Obama, well my vote wouldn't have hurt Kansas tradition. So in way, I guess I'm saying, I really didn't think my vote would matter. But I voted anyway, because it's my responsibility as an American citizen.

This has been one hell of an election. And either way, it would have gone down in the history books as a step forward in this great country.

Congratulations to those who voted Obama. My condolences for those who voted McCain. I'm just glad we know who the next President of the United States will be and that we won't have to wait while votes are being recounted.

Now I'd like to hand my blog over to a very good friend of mine, even if she's a Dem. ;)

When I first heard Barack Obama speak, I was drawn to him. His ideas and position on the issues, his obvious sincerity and humility, and his calm confidence, felt like a breath of fresh air cutting through the smog of Washington politics. I've watch him closely these past few years and become more and more impressed. I knew in my heart that this country needed this man and his message of change.

After voting today, watching and waiting while the country spoke and the results were shown, I was awed at the movement that he had started. I watched young people, in record numbers, voting for the first time. People of all ages, of all races and ethnic groups, hoping that he would win out. And he did.

As I listened to him give that sober but inspiring acceptance speech, I watched the rapt faces of all those Americans in Grant Park and Time Square, and cried... and felt hope for the first time in a long time about the future of this country. I felt that our voices really do matter, that people really do care, and that we can change this country and make a difference. We really can.

Lara Lee

If you don't know  

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then there is something seriously wrong with you, or you've live more of a hermit lifestyle than I.

Today is the Presidential election, so get out and vote!

 

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Inspiration  

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I thought this quote fitting since many of us are taking on the NaNoWriMo challenge.

"The faster I write the better my output. If I'm going slow I'm in trouble. It means I'm pushing the word instead of being pulled by them."
Raymond Chandler


As you write during the NaNo madness try being pulled in by your words. Get lost in them.

Happy NaNoing.

Renee