Thanksgiving thoughts and mullet names . . .

Happy Thanksgiving all!!  I have to admit that this really isn't that big of a holiday to me.  I remember when I was little it was one of the most fun days because everyone came to grandma and grandpa's home and it was the greatest time to get together with all of my great cousins that made everything fun.  Now some might think this is an odd thing to remember but I can still remember how amazing the juice in the big orange pitcher was - there really was nothing better.  We made gumdrop turkeys and set up the tables throughout the house - there was nothing better.  To spend time with the ones that we love is the greatest blessing that we have to be grateful for and that is why I am happy today why I wish everyone a great and fun filled day . . .

Speaking of fun filled, I thought that I would share with you all an interesting moment that brought a smile to my face the other day.  I was at work and a gentleman came in to pay his bill and pulled up in a "Stealth"(the cars actual name) red hot rod.  He came in and sat down and visited while paying and he had one of the greatest flowing mullets ever, the kind that leads you to know he's had it all his life.  It was the kind that came down over the neck but had long hair on top so it all just flowed like a river in the springtime.  As I looked at him I couldn't help but think, "Of course this man has a mullet - - -his name is ROD and he drives and 80's sportscar, it would be a disservice to all mankind if he didn't have the long flowing locks".  There you have it folks - I have now come to wonder and need your help . . . . What other names are given mullet names?                                      

                           

     Uncle Jesse of course - not just "Jesse" but Uncle Jesse!!!

Crimped haIR is where it's AT . . .

These were the days.  It's interesting that there are moments in my life where I feel that if only I could go back to this age it would all be okay.  The innocence and carefree existence of children is one of the most amazing things to watch.  I love to watch my nephews as they grow and change but especially to see the pure joy that they have in their hearts and the love that they so freely give.  I miss those days.  I want to go back - does anyone know the way?

All my hours spent with the Gilmore Girls finally pays off . . .

                                                       

As I glance at the above photo many things come to mind - family, comfort, laughter, comfort, happiness and fun - and did I mention comfort?  I have watched all 7 seasons( in fact as I type this, in the background is season 7 episode 10(featuring the annoying and hated Anna Nardini - mother of Luke's daughter and don't even get me started on that storyline . . .) many times and sometimes just put it on as I am doing things to have in the background or before I go to sleep - it's a comfort thing people - if you haven't gotten the drift about the "comfort" that it brings my soul then you never will:).  Finally, though, my many hours of Gilmore viewing have finally payed off in the form of impressing my teacher and colleagues in my Thursday night English 2020 class.

Here I sit in another long class and we are discussing yet another wonderful play - The Glass Menagerie.  Now, just so you know, my professor Dr. McKay is a very fast talker and very intelligent and sometime a little intimidating.  The class is also a very quiet class - she asks a question and it's crickets until Gabby or I finally answer the question - no one talks.  Anyhow, she is explaining so things about the play because it was set before the depression and as she goes through the pages she stops and throws out, "oh, I have to tell you this so that you understand" and while shaking her head already anticipating that we wont know have an answer she asks "You don't know what the D.A.R. is, do you?" and then before she can say another world my mind jumps in to action and I immediately shout out - "DAUGHTERSOFTHEAMERICANREVOLUTION" - fast and quick.  I get the knowing nod as if she approves of my intelligence and says "yes, very well".  I have made it.  Yes!  Gilmore Girls totally to the rescue - even if I don't have all the intelligence I can now fake it with the help of my favorite show and it gives me a good 10 more months of why I can continuously watch Gilmore with no reprieval -is that even the right word?  I guess I will have to watch some more Gilmore to figure it out. . . .

Missionary Moment Friday . . .

enough said.

Leaving on a Jet Plane . . .

So it begins - - - - tomorrow marcos and I are on our way to good 'ol Indiana to visit our favorite "Indian" family!  I will post later . . .