Baby Scarlett

Here she is...baby Scarlett. We get to pick her up on December 18th. We're very excited and hoping that Samson adjusts quickly. Hell, I'm hoping I adjust quickly.

What is it about the holidays

that makes family members lose their minds? As far back as I can remember Thanksgiving has been my mother's favorite holiday. My mother spends days planning her menu and sets a table that rivals anything Martha Stewart's crew can create. My mother loves the holiday and she loves to make it special for her family. Some of her Thanksgiving fever has been passed along to me. It probably has more to do with the holiday being about food than anything, but that's a blog in and of itself. Anyway....my question is what is it about family gatherings that bring out the absolute worst in some people? Here you are, getting ready to spend the day (or at least a few hours) with people you're supposed to love, care about and respect; to gather to eat a meal fit for royalty and some people see this as an opportunity to rail against a captive audience. We live in a world where our fellow American's are being shipped off to war, where some people will never see tables of food like those we've seen, where what we threw away after dinner would feed their family for a week, where people will never be able to sit with their families at dinner because their loved ones have been slaughtered before their eyes, and on a day where we are encouraged to give thanks for our blessings I find myself watching various family members choosing to argue and spew hatred and venom instead of embracing their loved ones and giving genuine thanks for all they have been blessed with. What is it about the holidays?

Fresh or Frozen

That seems to be the question of the day, from babies to turkeys the question is fresh or frozen. Jason and I are just beginning our journey down fertility road, where the question has turned to fresh or frozen. And at the grocery store I am trying to figure out which is better, fresh turkey or frozen turkey? Seems that for Jason and I frozen is the way to go for babies and fresh is the way to go for turkey....go figure. I would have thought it to be the other way around.