Howdy Howdy all you lovelies!!
Looks like the Lauren & Kathy show in here. Too bad they don't pay big bucks for talk shows online.
Kathy - You truly have a burden right now. I am glad that you are making decisions to de-stress your life. (I've decided a january newsletter is much better for me than Christmas cards this year) December is amazingly hard for so many of us for so many reasons. Isn't it ironic that a joyous occasion, the celebration of the birth of the Christ child, can be so grim? BTW, make mine peanut butter (imaginary, of course)
Lauren -youare so very right about killing these bodies with food. It seems to be a pardonable sin in most churches. The pastor might rail about drugs, alcohol, and terbacky, but he's not a word to say about the gluttony seen all around. (with the definite exception of the illustrious Brother Joe. He often preached that if sin were instantly visible, those twinkies would pop right up on our thighs)
We have quite a cold snap now. I've not been able to force myself up for that invigorating walk. It'll happen, soon.
The hubster had a very normal Thanksgiving as far as food. He took a dish -rotel dip!!

Lots of races at the table. His landlord is ElSalvadoran. Mom is married to a whitey. Sis is married to an Armenian or Iranian -we aren't quite sure. He felt blessed and comforted to be there.
My step-mom nearly came unglued when she saw my DD carrying that sweet little blanket with "Frank" in it. I guess the other doggies got to eat em.

My sister loved "Hank" so much she adopted a sister pooch. Guess who got to carry a scared-stiff, unhousebroken pup in her van? Luckily, she was worn out from playing with Hank and slept most the way. Thank you, Lord, for not letting pup puke in the van. So far the new dog has been named Slinky (for her ability to crawl away): Ginger -nah, she's too mild; Sidney -OK; and Pat. Get it? Pat the dog.

And, Pat Sidney.
My stepmonster has requested an updated "Mom" shirt. Years ago she asked to be called mom. So I had a sweatshirt made with MOM embroidered in big letters on the chest. All around it were the names of us kids and grandkids. The back has the names of pets. Lots of new names have come along (and one death of a dog) so I have to round up everyone's names and proper spellings. Messed up a few names last time and forgot my sister's birds. Which is really crummy of me cause they used to be my birds.

Now she has SlinkyGingerSidneyPatSidney the dog. I told her she has a deadline to name the dog. Maybe I should name it for her.
Lauren -darlin,you are truly a babe in the woods. Rotel dip was a staple of the 60s. Sorta like hot Dr. Pepper with lemon. Kathy did you ever see those commercials? Take a large block of Velveeta sorta-like cheese stuff. (I think it's the 2lb box, maybe 4lb) and a can of Rotel tomatoes. put into a bowl and microwave til melted or throw it in a crockpot on "low". Yum. Truly an all-American heart clogger. Some folks like to add browned ground beef or sausage. I had a friend who kept it in his house ALL THE TIME. He would walk in the door and throw it in the microwave, then snack on it while the wife was making dinner. And he wonders about his health...
It's good and worth trying. Don't worry about it being spicy, the Velveeta mellows the chilies in the Rotel. Do make it when you can leave it at someone else's house. Cause it never goes bad in the fridge...:wink:
Hey, Lauren, where canI get one of those high-falutin' writer type jobs?
Good luck on the job nibble. Chuck just got a call about a temp-to-perm job here in Austin. The perm part is not so definite, so he quoted pretty high to check their interest. Plus he hates to leave a project undone, so the deal here would have to be pretty sweet.
I'll miss weigh-in again this week. Goin' back to Ft. Worth to attend a seminar and spend a bit more time with my precious MIL and FIL.It will be worth it.
Stay good, ladies!