Thursday, December 14, 2006

Whasssupp?

Been pretty quiet here on the ol' Ryerse front. It's not exactly the hustle and bustle of Christmas. I think it's being sick. All of us. Cranky throats, fevers, chills, stomach aches, etc. I am so in love with my bed right now. I think about it all day and can't wait to fall into it at night.

I'm finishing up ebay auctions for the year. It's always weird asking the question "What is one more thing somebody might buy before Christmas?" I am always shocked by the answers...apparently cap guns and flour sifters. Huh.

In five minutes, I promise to get up and clean the kitchen and fold the laundry. The laundry, I find, is very like the poor...it is alwasy with us. Thanks a lot Adam and Eve...on top of all the other crummy stuff you invited into the world, we now have all these dumb clothes to wash and dry and iron and hang up and fold.

But...on a lighter note, Santa struck again. I was blessed by a gift card to Old Navy by an anonymous angel. Know what I can't wait to buy? SOCKS. I have about 20 pairs of socks and every single one of them has a large hole in the heel or the toe. I am currently wearing a pair with holes in both places, which barely even qualifies them as socks. I can't wait to have warm feet. I don't know if I am alone in my utter destruction of my socks, but I do know that I have officially become a grown up , since my Christmas wish is for good socks. Maybe it's genetic...my Dad asks for them every year....last year I bought him a 17 dollar pair from L.L.Bean. Wicked good socks, as they say up there.

Calvin woke me up last night around three with a stomach ache. I think it was being anxious about his field trip to the train today, where he listened to the Polar Express. (PE, I notice, is my kids version of "Santa Claus is Coming to Town" and "Charlie Brown Christmas.) He also asked me for the four hundredth time to please pack his lunch instead of hot lunch. He informs me that my lunch "gives his body lots of fresh air and is healthier for him than hotlunch." An interesting strategy (does this kid know my hot buttons or what) but it will take more than that to make me get up out my precious bed 10 minutes earlier...especially when he has me awake at 3:30 a.m. spouting the benefits of peanut butter and jelly.

49 comments:

courtney said...

who knew pb was THAT good?? maybe vin's ocd. Instead of washing his hands all the time, he has to wake up early and is obsessed with peanut butter.

"wzzhu" I think that ought to have a "?" after it

klasieprof said...

Hey..all I know is my life got a HECk of a lot easier once we qualified for "free Hot Lunch". The girls take it..William refuses, however I have made him take the milk for breakfast and Lunch.
I'm sick too. I slept from 8 pm last night till 6:30..then went back to bed till 8;15.
Think I'll head there now.
Ugh.
D.

ness said...

They don't know it's free...they think we're rich : ) I don't have the heart to tell him otherwise.

ness said...

ocd...interesting theory.

A said...

I had to take a sack lunch all during jr. high and high school because we couldn't afford the hot lunch. I used to save up a little change and get lunch like once a month, or trade my mom's homemade desserts for french fries. Some day, he'll be glad he got the hot lunch. I had to walk home at lunch during elementary school (it was 5 blocks from my house) because we couldn't afford hot lunch. My mom had tomato soup and either pbj or grilled cheese waiting for me every day when I walked through the door. It is still my favorite lunch to this day. I had that today in fact.

I thought the Old Navy Santa surprise was going to be kept a secret for a while??? Did Robb cave?

ness said...

We had the exact same lunch almost every day: pb&j (homemade raspberry jam) doritos (generic), a Little Debbie "freezer cake" (don't know why we called it that) and an apple. I can remember the days I got hotlunch....when mom was sick and Dad happened to have 1.11 in change...50 cents per slice of Red Baron pizza and 11 cents for orange drink. What the heck was that stuff? When the Little Debbie's ran low, we had homemade apple crisp or homemade cookies.

No wonder the kid wants me to pack his lunch...


we got the car insurance bill yesterday and he gave me the ON card to cheer me up : )

Mom said...

Ness....it was called a freezer cake because you could go to the bread outlet and pick up 6 for a dollar...nobody could keep five people in homebaked stuff for that cheap.....you could buy a ton of them, put them in the freezer, and the rest, we say is history

A said...

I've got a spreadsheet I need to give you a copy of.

tammi said...

We never keep socks long enough for them to establish good size holes. There is a sock pandemic at our house - I have an entire drawer full of unmatched socks ( I think the dryer is eating them). Why do I keep them? I have no idea...I think I'm holding out hope that the match will turn up one of these days.
Oh...and one of my Christmas wishes was for new underwear. Of course, when I told my husband this, I had to be quite specific, considering his gender. "PLEASE...nothing kinky, or weird, or that rides up my butt. Regular,plain cotton underwear from Victoria's Secret, size Medium"
At least he gets to pick the colors, right??

ness said...

Does the spreadsheet make money appears as if from nowhere and darn and match socks? Cause that's what I need.

I just keep a laundry basket of unmatched socks. Occasionally everyone rifles through it looking for two they can put together.

yummmm raspberry zingers.....

ness said...

Wow...we must be bored. this nothing post got a lot of play....

klasieprof said...

I have to go to wal mart today to buy william socks and underwear as he if flying out to florida on sunday.
It just wouldn't do for service people to see brown streaked undies. (not that Said son HAS these..just IN CASE someone would think of flying with old underwear)>

courtney said...

raspberry zingers were better when you froze them anyways so you could eat around the filling and have that last. Do you remember how absolutely yucky lunch was when we had a banana? and it wasn't Red Baron pizza--it was Tony's. Remember how the pepperoni used to cup-up and hold all the grease? and if you didn't want pizza, you could get a pizza burger instead. I always loved when Mom and Dad went to Lancaster so we could buy lunch; that and Gram would have toaster strudel for us!

tammi said...

I can't even tell you how many packed lunches went straight into the cafeteria trash can when I was in high school.
EVERY SINGLE DAY of my higschool career my mother would make me a peanut butter and grape-jelly sandwich. Unfortunately, she never understood that PB must be applied to BOTH sides of the bread. I would have runny grape jelly oozing through my bread, making a soggy nasty mess. I threw that sandwich away everyday for 4 years. Sometimes I'd scrape up enough money from my car to buy hot lunch Red Baron pizza. yummmm.....
To this day, I have never bought grape jelly for hubby, self, or kids. Grape Jelly is banned from our household. The mere thought of it makes me throw up in my mouth.

A said...

Well, I used to like grape jelly, but the thought of Tammi throwing up in her mouth will now haunt me for days.

ness said...

I can honestly say I have never purchased grape jelly. I'm a snob for home-made jam. Currently, we have a jar of cherry, cranberry, strawberry and apple (that's right...all together).

I have a suite-mate from college who is a missionary in Vienna, where she can't get grape jelly, which is her favorite. I don't know why, but I always think of that when I hear of or see grape jelly. I told her I would pray for her when that happens. So Anne is getting prayed for all over the place today. That's good, though, she needs her visa renewed and has been having problems.

hows that for all things working together for good....at the expense of Tammi's nausea...sorry.

courtney said...

yep, grape jelly is nasty. For those of you who don't know, Ness and I were spoiled as children by never having to eat store-bought jam in our lives. Consequently, I can't stomach the idea of buying any kind of preserves...I even make my own marmalade. by the way, Ness, did you get to try the blackberry ginger?

Robb said...

So many ways to go with this thread ...

Robb said...

Donna, as long as the Soul Man doesn't have Rasberry Zinger streaked undies, I think he'll be ok.

Robb said...

Bill Parcells throws up in his mouth before every football game.

Robb said...

When I was in like 3rd grade, we had a missionary from Ireland tell us that we needed to pray for her every time we had Lucky Charms and every time we noticed that the clock read 11:11. Woman messed me up.

Robb said...

Sounds like V ought to asking Santa for this, not socks.

tammi said...

this has got to be a comment record.

I need to think of a random post for my blog so I can get oodles of comments. :)

Robb said...

Tammi, this is not yet close to this one. It's an oldie but a goodie.

ash said...

i buy grape jelly from the store and i like it.

the blackberry-ginger stuff is amazing and i only eat it when i have time to sit and really enjoy it in the morning instead of shoving a protein bar down my throat.

once again cbca shines in it's treatment of students.....crappy carboard and grease pizza and who-knows-whats-in-it orange drink... stellar

i never liked apples, so i always got the banana in my lunch....no one ever wanted to trade for my generic doritos though...cause they tasted like.....bananas....

i was just telling john that when we had lunchmeat sandwiches it was a big deal, but i had to be careful not to accidentally take dad's lunch when we got out of the car at school.....i can remember twice getting dad's horshradish and bologne..... he came both times to school to switch with me.... for love of me or horshradish? hmmmm?

court, i miss the toaster strudels...happy birthday, gram.

ness, i sent your presents today....sorry i didn't get you a roasting pan, but i packed all your gifts in its box. please don't be disappointed when you open it and realize that i didn't get you the bonus mini crock pot that came with it.

A said...

I love grape jelly, it is my favorite. It is the only thing I'll make pbj with.

A said...

This is quite the comment thread. I had forgotten about our content-free thread that gave birth to the word verification game that PERSISTS TO THIS DAY . . .

ness said...

yum yum blackberry ginger. REAL GOOD.

I was just talking about Gram last night....telling everyone about
Chrismtas

Thanks for the heads up about the mini-crock pot...that would have flipped my bic.

ylujpe: like a mint julip but for Christmas

time for some toast.

Anonymous said...

huh?

courtney said...

ness, your gifts are in the mail from us as well, today. 7 more recipes and I'm done with Christmas business!!!!!
I can't wait for the farmer's market to start up again this spring so i can start making more jam. I jar left of the blackberry and one of the blueberry peach.
You know what I always wondered---why was the orange drink stuff eleven cents? what kind of a mark-up is that? it should have ended in a nine, right?
I was just talking about Gram the other night with a guy from work. We were talking about Christmas traditions and I was telling him about the all-nighters Christmas night and the food...I keep thinking about making some kapusta. Good thing I married into a Polish family; my mother in law will have some on the back of the stove too.

wiajgoys---dora gets this sometimes in church

Mom said...

Ness......I never know how you are going to process things from your childhood and how they sound to me now when I hear about them.....but the raspberry zingers got me going.... I always saved them for you kids and never indulged myself...but I stopped into the bread outlet yesterday and saw a big pile of them, and proceeded to go into automatic pilot....they are now 3/$l.65....how's that for inflation.....I am going to send you some for old time sake...MOM

ness said...

I'm putting on the coffee right now and tasting them in my head. That's love, friends...Not eating the zingers for the kids sake.

Dang inflation.

I never ate the kapusta. It seemed like a risky venture.

ash said...

i learned my kapusta lesson the hard way....it was an embarrassing first christmas as a married couple....

zquhuz: the revisitation of kapusta

A said...

What the hell is kapusta?

Is it a term for the phenomenon of throwing up in one's mouth?

courtney said...

A, it's Eastern European soup. It's just one of those foods that says you're home. And, yes, it's risky business; to eat and stay and still be welcomed is love only a family can have for you :)
Mom, you really put up with a lot of crap. Why not just eat the damn things? I would have given you mine if I had thought you wanted one. My favorite was the oatmeal pies and everyone once in a while I pick them up at the store to remind myself that it's good to be older and financial stable enough to buy my own goodies instead of being in elementary school...and having someone else pay the bills...wow, that train went to the wrong station all together. Now I'm depressed. Fortunately for me I've got a kitchen full of pecan tassies and thumbprint cookies to guild the pain.

ash said...

i myself preferred the star-crunches....i'm a chocolate girl....i've got a freezer full of buckeyes...

"'that's a miracle pill?'......'chocolate coating makes it go down easier....BUT you have to wait 15 minutes for potency.....'"

courtney said...

"...but you shouldn't go swimming for what? an hour? yeah, a good hour."
buckeyes make the medicine go down...didn't make any this year though, just 5 kinds of truffles.
Is this the longest one yet, Ness? Are you finally going to tell people when you get your presents this time or are you going to make us guess? 3 more days at work!!!!!!! work makes me throw up in my mouth a little

ness said...

I think we need about 3 more to be the longest, but what is up with not making buckeyes????? sick and wrong.

I think I have an ear infection. ouch

courtney said...

it wasn't a slight against the buckeye gods, I just never made them because Mom always does and I try to shake it up so I can bring some goodies to their house without bringing the same thing.
Sorry about the ear...I've got a toothache thanks to never getting my wisdom teeth pulled; haven't slept in days actually. Drink lots of hot tea and put a moist compress on your inner ear....oh, wait, you're a mom already :P

ness said...

two more. Who's gonna take it over the top? I refuse to blog anything else until we overtake the record for most comments from before...

ksuml: the letters they always pick for Wheel of Fortune

Robb said...

it's all me

Robb said...

yup

A said...

I think I just threw up a little in my mouth in your honor.

gkkdkivx~ you figure it out

courtney said...

are we there yet? how much farther? I have to go to the bathroom...

ness said...

a new record everyone...congratulations

klasieprof said...

My Mom must have been much wealthier..as we got those CHERRY turnover pies, with the sugary coated crusts.
and the 12 loaves of bread.

ETYNRIGA: what you get from eating too much cheap pies and donuts

klasieprof said...

OHHH and ..The "soul Man" was VERY happy with his new undies.."MOM I WANNA GO TO BOXERS"...awwwckkkk!!!! These things just Ought not to be!! However...seeing all clean socks and undies his suitcase was nice. I'll wrap up some streaked ones for Christmas from the Grinch.

courtney said...

so does this mean you're going to catch us up on what's new??? did you get your box? you never tell anyone when you get their stuff so I'm gonna bug you about it until it comes

Mom said...

I did try those sugary cherry pie thingys, but I didn't like them because I didn't think they had enough fruit in them....I guess I thought if you filled them up with oatmeal and raspberry flavors, it just sounded better nutritionally....hoo ya!!

qjmfaz....new weight loss diet fad for children fed too many zingers and sugary cherry thingys.

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