Bring it On!

It's that time of year again, folks. A chill creeps into the air, the days are much shorter, the sounds of merriment and laughter float in on the breeze, and you want to run over people in your SUV. I know it's not just me, so don't pretend to be all happy about it! I kid, of course....sort of. Actually, despite all the crazed shoppers and the "we have the best sales, EVER" commercials, I really do enjoy this time of the year. It's about family and cherished memories. We decided to stay home this year for Thanksgiving. Not because I don't love the REST of my family, but I am feeling very selfish with my time with my boys right now.


I wanted to take some time and devote it to them and only them. I don't always get to do that, and with my required overtime starting tomorrow it will become even more rare, until I can be working from home. So, I cooked our meal, and we enjoyed each other. We watched Christmas cartoons, and the Mizzou vs KU game (GOOOOO Tigers!), Jeremy and I spent some cuddle time watching Love Actually (again), and we discovered that we are NOT smarter than a 5th grader...as I predicted. It's been a marvelous four day weekend, and as jealous as I have been with our time, I am sad to say that tomorrow it is back to the real world. But, I'm not going to mope, instead I am choosing to meet it head on. Bring it on, work week, Bring it on! I hope you all had a great Thanksgiving where ever you were. And I hope that the upcoming weeks are kind and gentle on your peace of mind and your wallets. We here at the Bradshow love you all!

I Was Tagged

A friend tagged me on myspace. This means that you wonderful people lucked out, as I now have to share ten random facts about myself with all of you. Oh, don't think you get this wonderful treasure without having to participate. According to the rules, I can tag ten of you for your random facts. Let the fun begin!

1. My toe nails do not grow. I am for real. I never ever clip them, and my toe nail polish always moves a little farther up on my toe nail, but the actual toe nail never gets any longer.

2. Words that describe food disgust me. There is a good chance that if you use the words juicy, moist or succulent, I will gag.

3. I am the "Rain Man" of dates. I remember dates and the details of those dates like no ones business. I can tell you what I was doing and what I was wearing on October 25, 1999. What can I say, it's a gift.

4. I don't really like children all that much. I love my child, and the children of a few friends, but that's pretty much it. If your child is not in the "selected few" then there is a good chance that I think they are a demon seed.

5. I tweeze all of my gray hairs. I can't stand them and I am a bit obsessive compulsive about doing it. I am guessing that at some point, I will have a bald spot right on top of my head where most of them come in...it should also be mentioned that I could color my hair, but I am too lazy.

6. Most of my friends are guys because women in general tick me off! Nothing annoys me more than a helpless woman that couldn't take care of herself if her life depended on it, and there are so many that play the "I'm helpless" card. It makes me very grateful that my parents taught me how to do things for myself.

7. I have often wished that I had been born in England in the early 1800's. I am in love with literature from that era and would love nothing more than to live as Elizabeth in Pride and Prejudice or the young Miss Dashwoods in Sense and Sensibility. Everything about it fascinates me and makes me wish for simpler times.

8. I love Spongebob Squarepants. Enough said.

9. I would very much like to be a craft-sy person who was capable of doing cool things like sewing, knitting, or crocheting. But I lack the patience and the eye hand coordination to do any of them.

10. Mullets make me very, very angry. And I have the pleasure of working with many people, some of them women, who have never been told that they can cut their hair in a different fashion. I want to hold them down and shave them bald, because I know that it would look ten times better that way than the way they are wearing it now. It is NEVER ok to have a mullet.

Whew, finally, the last two took me a while to come up with. But there you have it folks ten things that you may or may not have known about me. And now for the tagging.
I tag:
My mom and dad--because they are very interesting people, and I am betting that there is much I do not know. (That counts as TWO!)
My aunt Dixie, cause I just don't hear from her enough.
Sara because she is a faithful reader and I know she will participate willingly.
Buffie for the same reason.
Alex because I KNOW he reads this and remains WAY too quiet.
My beautiful friend Deanna because she is hysterical and I never know what will come from her mouth.
Delissa because she just got her very own blog and can now post.
The absolutely hysterical Chris Carrier, because he is a ninja.
And last but not least, I tag my brother Hondo who just got a new myspace page and also because he won't give me my television back.

Dear Mom,

I'm siiiiiiick! And Tanner is too. This cold is the yuckiest cold in the history of colds...and I keep telling Tanner he can't cough or sneeze because of his eye. My nose is sore and red from all of the blowing that I have to do. And it's all futile anyway. I am certain that the only way I am going to get my right nostril operable again is to use dynamite to blast it open. This is no fun. Our fwoats are sore and red and scratchy. Jeremy tried to take care of us with hot tea and cough drops, but he forgot to tuck our feet under the covers. He is useless. Please come take care of us and make us all better.

Love,
Juli and Tanner