Happy New Year!
I LOVE New Years! New Years is my favorite holiday. I'm not much for Christmas, I never really was, but I love New Years!
Of course I'm making my resolutions which I wont keep, but I'm gonna try. Here they are...
*Diet. Jeff and I are not renewing with our trainer (it makes us sad because we like him, but he is leaving the gym) so I really need to get back on my diet and be faithful to the gym at least twice a week.
*Volunteer. I volunteer at my sisters school, but I need to do it more often.
*Think one nice thought about people I don't like everyday.
I'm hoping 2005 will be a much calmer year. 2004 had too much going on with new jobs, buying and selling homes, hurricanes, illness, totaled cars and losing Cavanaugh.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!
Cavanaugh M. Faust
October 31, 1988- December 26, 2004
Cavanaugh passed away Sunday evening after 16 years of being a holy terror and my best friend.
I Am A True Wife
Saturday was such a lovely day, I though that after the gym, I would tackle this vine growing on my fence. Don't get me wrong, I love this vine, but it has ten years of growth with no trimming or care, and I need to clean it up a bit to keep rats and snakes from living in it.
Bud was so excited that the Project Vine was to begin that he gathered the best clippers and yard told for me to make the job go faster and easier. After Jeff and I picked them up, I put on my special gardening gloves and went to work.
Let me say that it was a lot harder that I thought it would be. About 30 minutes in, the worst happened. Clipping away and tugging, something popped out at me and landed right by my feet. There is was, a NASTY DEAD MOLE! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I flipped out! I did the typical "I found a nasty dead mole dance" and screamed for my husband. I ran in the house screaming for Jeff and feeling gross. Jeff walks through the front door and thought that I was the kid next door. After all my ewing and ohing, Jeff got the shovel and buried the mole. I called Bud to get some information on calling a professional to take care of this. After he busted a gut laughing so hard, he promised me that moles don't attack and I won't get rabies. They live underground and mind their own business. So that explains all the big holes in my yard.
I'm not stupid, but I always thought moles were bugs. My parents always complained about mole crickets, and moles in cartoons are as big as raccoons, lived underground by trees solved crimes and were blind. Didn't anyone ever watch Shirt Tales? So how was I to know.
Jeff was thrilled that all I wanted was for him to protect me from this dead rodent falling out of my vine. That I ran to him and needed his comfort. He is so brave, I'm a lucky wife.
People
Have you ever had to deal with people who were so unhappy with their life that they just have to make everyone around them miserable? I hate that. Whatever. My life is good and I'm happy. Yeah!!! I just had to let that out.
Also, Jeff and I were almost run over by a car Saturday while shopping. This old woman who you couldn't even see over her wheel, plowed through a stop sign in a parking lot and came within a foot of us. If I'm gonna die, that's the way I'd want to go. Shopping with the man I love. This experience proved that Jeff and I were meant to be together. When she drove off, we flipped her the bird at the same time.
Holiday Snack
For the official Holiday Food Blog, I'm offering a quick and simple nibble for entertaining.
Goat Cheese Toast
1 loaf of French bread
8oz of goat cheese
3 small sweet red peppers
sun dried tomatoes in oil
a small bunch of fresh flat leaf parsley
Slice the French bread in to 1/2 inch thick slices
Spread some of the sun dried tomato oil on top of the slices and place then in the oven on 450 for several minutes or until toasted
Place 1 teaspoon of goat cheese on each toast
Slice the sweet peppers in to nickel thin slices , and dice a few
Use the sweet peppers and parsley as a festive garnish on top
Holiday
For the first time EVER, I will be off work for Christmas! Yippee!
The Dog of the Hour
Yes, Cavanaugh was in the vet again. This time for an infected gland between his toes. If the antibiotics don't work, he'll need surgery to remove the gland. However, surgery is only a 50/50 chance of fixing the problem. Why!!!
Other than that we are doing great. Jeff has Pet Fair this weekend, so I won't be seeing him and Megan didn't get married in Vegas.
