Resolution Not Happening So Far

If I could just strangle my husband for good measure sometimes, I think I'd give it a go. You know, not the kind of strangling that would kill him, but the kind that Homer Simpson does to Bart?

I worked my you-know-what off on the living room when I got home from work today. I took the tree down last night (it only makes me sad to have it up after Christmas) and the house was a huge mess. All of it still is, except for that today I got all of the junk out of the living room.

I rearranged some of the furniture and made it look really nice in here. But Capt. NeverHappyAboutAnythingPants didn't like it and instead of, you know, at least saying something NICE about how it looked he had to fuss about everything instead. *sigh* He also threw in the ol' "This is my house," card so I told him where he could shove HIS house. And don't worry about us, we argue like this all the time. It's just how we are. I love him but sometimes I'd like to shove my foot halfway up his butt. I'm sure the feeling is often mutual. (c=

Brooke left this morning and headed to spend the week with her boyfriend and his family at their home in Snellville, Georgia. I'm already horribly lonely without her and quite ready for her to be home. She called and told me about the gifts that they got for her, including a North Face coat that she's very excited about. Chad, her boyfriend, also had gone to the (somewhat) new Georgia Aquarium and they have a Beluga whale there named Natasha, which is Brooke's first name, so he got her a stuffed Natasha whale. How sweet is that? :)

For Christmas my honey got me the inside grill I had asked for (like a George Foreman grill but better--and considerably cheaper). Last night I made the BEST hamburgers on it and tonight I made grilled chicken. I am in love with this grill. The grill plates come off so you can just stick them right in the sink, and you can cook six big burgers on it at a time, or even 12 burgers if you want to leave the lid open. It's just a great kitchen item.

That photo above is one of my Daddy & stepmother's kitchen. I thought she had decorated it beautifully for the holiday. The candles just put off such a wonderful glow. I'd love to do something like that here in my house, er, I'm sorry, HIS house.

*wink* Have a good night. (c=