The only excuse I have for not blogging more over the last few days is that I’ve been in the mode where what D calls “the personality” takes over. “The personality” is really just a kind way of re-naming “the OCD,” otherwise known as “OH SWEET MERCY, WOMAN, it’s one o’clock in the morning, so would you please quit moving the furniture?!?!”
“The personality” has been obsessed precoccupied with rearranging our bedroom, getting everything placed on the shelves in Alex’s bedroom, and trying to figure out what to do with a supersized configuration of crown molding that served as the previous homeowners’ headboard in the master bedroom.
Sister has determined that we’re going to tear ‘er down the next time she’s here, but in the meantime, I’ve tried to work around it. Like I told Sister: when life gives you excessive molding, make a collage. Here’s what I’ve come up with so far:
It’s on the opposite end of the bedroom from this:
It’s not finished, but it is a huge improvement from this:
Which is pretty much what we were dealing with before “the personality” kicked in.
So now I’m off to Walmart (MAY THE LORD HAVE MERCY ON MY SOUL) to deal with what I call the Grocery Amateurs. Grocery Amateurs are typically men (though they can be women – I certainly don’t discriminate) who have been sent to the store by wives who are growing ever-closer to complete exhaustion in the midst of the holiday shopping / cooking / baking / giftwrapping / decorating.
The GA’s enter the store armed with a list, but they have no idea where anything is located, which means that they tend to stop their carts at the end of every single aisle, then crane their necks to see if aisle four is in fact the place where he can get the six cans of Campbell’s cream of mushroom that the wife has specifically requested, and of course the wife would specifically request Campbell’s, because y’all know that most men will come home with Low-End Soup-Type Product if you don’t give them a brand name.
Finally: if there’s anything sweeter than a three year old who wakes up in the morning and runs to the nativity scene to check on baby Jesus, I don’t know what it is.
Hope these last few days of pre-Christmas madness are full of happiness and excitement for you and your family.
Grocery Amateurs and all.
I dealt with a whole store chock full of grocery amateurs this morning. It was enough to make me eat the rest of Caroline’s donut.
Of course she was done with it…I think.
Your “personality” is very creative! I never would have thought of a collage.
Merry Christmas to you and your family.
(I can’t believe I’m the first to comment at your site. Usually I’m about 92). :vD
And there you go Big Mama beat me to the send button. Sigh.
Personally, I like the collage. It is very interesting. Could it become some sort of faux fireplace type thingie? Just a thought.
Also, what are you using as the flowy white fabric on your side table? Is it just fabric, a sheet, or a real tablecloth? Thanks!
You ought to have to at least be able to identify the dairy department on a map of the store before you are allowed to shop in my store, because I don’t have time for Mr. GA to mosey aimlessly in the middle of the soup row. And you should have to pass a test on grocery store etiquette too.
Love, love, love the bedroom how it’s all OCD, I mean, magazine ready! It’s like me when I first moved into my new house! I had decorating dreams for months while we were waiting for it to be built.
I’m so impressed! I would have just complained about it until T ripped it down.=) Have a Very Merry Christmas if I don’t get to hollar at you.
Ran across your site today and loved it. I look forward to checking back in! LOVE it that your 3 year old checks on baby Jesus in the manger every morning.
Around here it’s opposite…I send Hubs to the grocery store and he comes home with a brand name if I don’t tell him to BE SURE TO BUY GENERIC.
Because I’m cheap that way.
Those amateurs do tend to slow down us professionals, don’t they? Anytime I come out of the Walmarts or the Krogers (!) without personal injury and most of my hair intact anytime between Thanksgiving and New Years, I call that a good shopping experience.
My personal goody list that I have done:
Pecan sandies, Mexican wedding cookies, or whatever they’re called where you live
Glazed pecans 1
Glazed pecans 2
Chocolate fudge
White chocolate fudge
Big Mama and Gulleys Toffee (YUM!!!)
Scottish Shortbread
Turtles
Bon Bons in 5 different flavors
And I still have a cheesecake and 2 Italian Cream cakes to make on Saturday. Besides my regular Sunday dinner and Christmas dinner.
Forget Sugarplums, I’m seeing pecans, fudge, toffee, bon bons, etc. dancing in my head every time I close my eyes.
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU AND YOURS, BOOMAMA AND SISTER! (I know Sister will read your blog before she sees mine.)
My mom would always draw pictures on the grocery list for my dad, things like the particular shape of Kleenex box that she wanted. If he bought the wrong thing (like low-sodium soup), she would never tell him. She was in poor health for years and he did the shopping, but she never corrected his mistakes. She would just give the offending items to me for canned food drives and things like that.
Boomama you crack me up!! I totally cannot stand to go to walmart for the wall to wall traffic however some dear persons gave me a 300 dollar gift card for christmas to Walmart, so I think I will go…. and will do it gratefully as well.
Blessings and the Merriest of Christmas to you and D and Sweet Alex.
Our personal favorite (yes – my husband shops with me – don’t ask) is the one who parks his/her cart in the middle of the aisle while gazing vacantly at the shelves.
Have a wonderful Christmas. He is a sweetie that little guy.
Okay, I clicked on that 2nd picture and it didn’t enlarge. Rats! I couldn’t see how that area turned out.
I need to brave Wal-Mart this weekend to get some gift cards. I’m fearing this outting.
How sweet that your little guy is checking out baby Jesus in the nativity set.
sooo … OCD’s a bad thing?
I love the collage….GREAT IDEA!
I hate to spend time grocery shopping I have to do it WAY to much!
You have a very MERRY CHRISTMAS!
The fact that I’ve been to WM and Target MULTIPLE times already this week just goes to show that I hate myself. I’d rather eat peanut butter sandwiches on Christmas Day than go again.
But if I don’t, that’s exactly what we’ll be eating.
And your “collage” is very creative–I’m impressed!
Ha ha ha ha. Your frustration with “GA”s cracked me up. I go totally ballistic at the grocery store, ’cause it’s the kind of place where you bag your own groceries. People who lovingly gaze at every item before they place it in the bag…they make me want to scream! Or the people who stand chatting with the cashier while their food is folding in on itself because of the overflowing conveyer belt. Ack. I’m with one of the other commentors – I think PB&J may be it for Christmas dinner! :-)
Today is the day, so cover me…I’m goin’ in. And Heaven help the amateurs.
I spent almost 2 1/2 hours on Tuesday at Walmart, thinking I was going in there just to pick up what I needed for now and get “Christmas” later- HA! The aisles were already jammed with GA’s *and* carts full of boxes that they don’t usually bring out until late at night! After I saw this, I determined that I was *not* coming back into that place this weekend. If you haven’t been yet… you better go real fast, because you know, ya’ll, that the celery, cranberry sauce and all the turkey bags will be GONE!
(I suppose I’m another kind of GA: Grocery Alarmist)