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Archive: November 2006


Yesterday: 81 and tornado warnings and summer storm warnings.

Today: 28 and snow and ice is on the ground. You gotta love Texas weather.

6 Months Out

It’s that time of year. You know….the weather is turning cooler, the leaves are off the trees, and you start looking at vacation pictures from years past. Kevin has been listening to the new Kenny Chesney album incessantly, so that’s not helping much. I’m pretty sure we’re both about two clicks away from buying plane tickets to the islands. This is the hardest time of year to resist, since it’s been six months since we’ve been, and we still have six more to go.
Some of my best memories are on Guana, and I think it’s safe to say that it is my favorite place on earth (and I’ve been to some pretty cool places). I would happily trade just about anything for a week or two in paradise with my husband and our friends (sorry, Kev, that still doesn’t get you off the hook for Disney in February). I know just how fortunate we are that we have access to a house in the Bahamas on a tiny little island and friends and family to share it with.
So with sleet in the forcast, I’m determined to look forward to next May, when the island breeze is blowing, my husband is drinking rum and Tang (don’t ask), conch fritters are on the menu, and our friends are on the beach with us.

Sunny and 81 Degrees

At least right now. Tomorrow, of course, it will be 35 and sleeting. Ya gotta love Texas weather.
UPDATE: It’s 80 degrees right now, and the weatherman just advised us that we’re under a winter storm warning. WTF?

Happy Thanksgiving!

It’s my favorite day of the year, and from Chez Donahue to all of you: Happy Thanksgiving! This year, I’m especially thankful for my husband (who loves me enough to let me fritter away our savings on Ebay). Our biggest gift, though, is the knowledge that (sooner or later—and the wait is killing me) our daughter will be with us before too many more holidays have passed.
So. Eat lots of turkey (or, tofurkey if that’s your thing), send up a little prayer of thanks, and enjoy your families this year.

My Husband Loves Me; or Why I Shouldn’t Be Allowed on Ebay

It’s no secret that I heart Nintendo. I heart Zelda. Kevin stayed up all night trying to get me a new Wii, but alas, there were none to be had. We thought we got lucky on Amazon this morning, but not so much. There is one lady who lives close to us that had one listed on Ebay, but Kevin had to run an errand during the last few minutes of the auction, leaving me to watch it. We set our high bid, but in the last 5 minutes, it kept getting higher and higher. Luckily, I have fast fingers and a total disregard for our bank account. I won that sucker in the last TWO SECONDS. Seriously.
So here’s my solemn vow: I will from this day forward be the wife my husband deserves. I will deny him nothing (as long as it doesn’t interfere with my Zelda time). And I promise to stay off Ebay, since it could would be hazardous to my marriage.
Update: I have a Wii and you don’t.

I’m Not Hungry, I Just Have Very Low Food Security

Are you f’ing kidding me?!?!? There is a new government report that has eliminated hunger in America. There’s just one problem: Hunger still exists, it’s just called something else. According to ABC News, if you’re hungry in America, you just suffer from very low food security. I’m perfectly serious. To quote the article: “Despite the positive news, the report is still drawing criticism, this time because analysts decided not to use the word “hunger” to describe how hungry people are.” For the millions of Americans who depend on food pantries, this is a ginormous slap in the face. It almost seems like by changing the name, we can ignore the problem, and that, quite frankly, pisses me off.
In the meantime, there is something we can all do. Just click the button below. It’s free, and it will help end hunger food insecurity.

The Great Divide

I love my husband. Very much, in fact. We are so alike on so many fronts, and we share (almost) the same values. However, there is one subject that is strictly taboo in our house, and you guessed it, it’s politics. We have diametrically opposing views on all manner of political issues, and I would imagine that he’s not having a very good day today. In fact, it’s proabably best that he is out of town, because, even though I miss him, I don’t think he would appreciate the victory dance I did around the house. Twice (once for the election results, and once for Rumsfeld). And even though I’m not Nancy Pelosi’s biggest fan, I am eager to see if she truly can work closely with the President. I certainly hope she can, becuase it’s pretty frickin’ cool that we will have a female Speaker.
I don’t typically discuss my views publicly, because, quite frankly, I don’t take kindly to the crazy people who would most likely enjoy seeing me burn, but I think it’s important to make note of the power shift this election year. REGARDLESS of your political affiliation, we as Americans got to bear witness to true democracy in action. We used our voices, we exercised our privilege, and our voices were heard. It may not have been the result that you personally (cough)kevin(/cough) wanted, but there is nothing that inspires patriotism like the voice of the people turning the tide.

It’s About Time!

Britney has filed for divorce from that deadbeat K-Fed. Good job, Brit!

Scar Update

I got my stitches out a week ago, and I have to say: The ER did an amazing job. You can barely even see the scar, and like my doctor said (BTW, I love my doctor. This is the doctor that said I don’t have to lose any weight, so she’s pretty much my new best friend), in a few weeks, I won’t even remember that I ever did it. Still, though, I’m going through Mederma like it’s going out of style. So there you have it. Cheap Target glasses are forever banished from my house, but at least there was no permanent harm done.

It’s A Mystery

Can somebody please, please, PLEASE tell me why it takes longer to dry a small load of whites than a huge load of colors? Seriously. It takes twice as long to dry the whites than the other loads. Even a full load of towels dries faster than four white undershirts. I’m not sure, but I think it has something to do with the dryer monster that eats socks. It’s a giant conspiracy.




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