Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Emerging from the Vacay Haze!

It's the Wednesday before the New Year, which means my kids are on vacation and, at 10:30 a.m, still asleep.

It's also two weeks to the day since I last updated this blog.

I don't really know why.

Partly due to preparing for our trip to Las Vegas, which is woefully lacking pictures...I just kept forgetting to bring my camera.

And partly because of my dreaded funk - which I'm going to ignore and not discuss.

What I will say of my trip is this:

This was one of the best family trips we've had in a long time. A.K.A...the eye rolling, angst ridden, sassypants 13yro girl child was a dream and a pleasure to be around. And, the cusp of 16 boy child was, after the first night, highly agreeable as well. There are times I miss the little people they used to be, especially during a teen hormonal moment, but walking and chatting with an almost adult that I birthed oh so long ago (which funny enough feels like yesterday) is a strange and wonderful thing.

And also sad.

These moments are not only fleeting, but I only have so many of them left. Sixteen will soon be 18 and with it college friends, trips, jobs, life that will pull our kids further away. The 13yro is already a rabid social butterfly who is rarely home - 18 is going to come with a whole new set of freedoms.  Hubbypants and I have only so much time to experience the emerging adult, before they actually become one. As frustrating as this process is, these dreadful teenage years, it is fascinating watching their personalities and humor much as they frustrate me, they make me laugh and amaze me with their knowledge.

Trips like this also remind me of how much I dislike living so far away from my side of the family. Boo.

And now that the travel is over for a bit and we are rapidly approaching that wicked beast known as Routine...already???? is also the signal that shit needs to start getting done up in here! Oy, the clutter...and stuff...and clutter...and when did we become hoarders? Alright, it isn't that bad...but really, stuff has got to go!

And so, the Resolutions list is born.

Now, before you go and tell me that you don't make resolutions, but instead you "make goals" or "strategic plans" or start "think about how you want to be/what you want to accomplish"...please understand that all you are doing is using many more letters to achieve the same thing, RESOLUTIONS. has this to say about 'resolutions': 
1) a resolve or determination: to make a firm resolution to do something.   AND
2) the act of resolving or determining upon an action or course of action, method, procedure, etc.

If you must change it up because you have some issue with the word RESOLUTIONS (which, I used I understand), then go ahead. But, at the same time, please remember that if you are making an agreement with yourself to try and accomplish something, then you are...indeed...resolving to do it. 'nuf said....

My own RESOLUTIONS list isn't complete. It won't be giant, I won't be setting myself up for will be a list of things that are achievable if I work at it. A list of items that will only make me healthier, happier and life more fulfilling. I'll share them with you soon.

Now for the pictures, because while this is a Wednesday full of words, it still needs pictures.

 This is the last remaining Thank You card from a set I got several years ago. I can't bring myself to part with it. It does, after all, have Pooh and Piglet on it. How could I possibly part with it? Yet, why do I need to hang on to it? I figure if I keep it, then it will never be tossed into the recycle bin (while I'm still alive). Weird, I know...but you pretty much expect that from me...right?

 See, even the envelope is fancy schmancy with gold interior and heavy paper stock.

 I have post cards that are tired of living with me. They want to see the world, or at least parts of the U.S. of A. So, they will be inscribed and set free, soon.

 My sister-in-law gave me tools to communicate in a much prettier way
than just through my keyboard. 

And then, there is the wax seal. I love the concept - a decorative seal to hold in all the love & gratitude written upon the pretty paper inside. Simple glue strips on the back of envelopes do not do justice. Now, the quest is to find a seal with an M on it...for Me, Myself and Melissa and Mom <==== Which is me, by the way.

That's it.

A rather lackluster re-introduction after my 2 week break.

I suspect I will not be writing regularly until the kids are back in school next week...and then watch out! Sheeee'lllll be baaaaaaaack. {said in my best Johnny from the Shining}

PSA - we only get one New Year, so when you scream out at midnight to wish the crowd around you much happiness, it is isn't "Happy New Year's" or similar without the's just HAPPY NEW YEAR...without the 's'. Yes, it's a pet peeve of mine.  You can say New Year's Eve and if you need to ask why, then just never you mind.

HAPPY NEW YEAR and may you stay safe during your NEW YEAR'S EVE celebrations.


  1. But, but, but ... I don't really do resolutions. I just make lists, all - year - long. Are those lists really resolutions? I don't feel like they are.

    Though, I could use some resolutions too now that I think about it. Which is weird because I really don't do them. It's been years since I even considered it.

    I'm feeling like blaming you for putting this resolution thingy in my head.


  2. Denise - job here is done! >;-} Boy did I hate resolutions - FOR YEARS I despised them. But I'm looking at them in a new light. I'm taking the literal meaning of the word to heart, least to feels like I'm challenging myself - which I desperately need right now.

  3. I also blame you for putting the resolution thing in my head. Resolutions feel infinite and goals feel more achievable for me.

    So what do you feel will be your biggest challenge for the new year? Is it taming your super powers? Or pumping up to fight the zombies with your bare hands?

  4. Victoria - well, not that is a hard question. I suppose I could merge them and my superpower (which is taking its sweet ass time revealing itself) could be zombie eradication. But it would for sure not be with my bare hands, that's messy work and I wouldn't want to soil my bedazzled and sparkly outfit, which will probably be dry clean only.

  5. Anonymous4:50 PM

    Welcome back :)

    Let the Pooh go's time.

    I love the wax seal. Befits the future ruler of the universe.

  6. Megan - it's so ridiculous that I love that Pooh card as much as I do. Oh, I think perhaps instead of an M for my next seal I should look for something more regal?

  7. Anonymous7:19 PM

    I think one of our resolutions should be more girls week ends. That one would be fun to keep!

  8. Happy New Year, Melissa! We are still all full of slack 'round these parts, with FOUR FULL DAYS of slackitude ahead of us before I need to clean my house and pretend like I run an actual business, here. I miss my crew.... A little.
    Also? Wax seals are divine. As is Pooh Bear. Imagine a world ruled by the Ethic of Pooh and all of the lazily living in the moment that would result. Bring it!

  9. Suggestion for the Pooh thank you card.

    Remember that teacher? The one you'd wished you'd asked to mentor you? Write it out to her. Deliver it if you can. In care of the school even. If you can't find any way at all to possibly get it to her?

    Put it in a mailbox unaddressed.