Seriously…?

When my mother was little, elementry age. She heard a puzzling phrase, mentioned by the fathers of her schoolmates.

“We’re keeping up with the Jones’s.”

Which, in my mother’s child-like curiosity, prompted her to ask my grandmother, if they were also keeping up with the Jones’s, like her fellow classmates.

My grandmother’s reply, “Sweety, we ARE the Jones’s.”

~Another excellent D’Kay story that involves my cousin Ronny~

D’Kay was a fan of making her own wine, and she was pretty damn good at it too…

She just had… different ways of doing it.

So my cousin Ronny was like 8 or 9, and half asleep, when he heard this loud POP come from his closet, thinking a gun had gone off or something, he goes running to D’Kay, “Momma momma! something exploded in my closet!”

She threw up her hands and exclaimed, “wine’s done!”

See, she had been using balloons to seal the tops of her wine casks while they fermented… when the balloon popped, the wine was ready to drink.

Now WHY she had put fermenting wine in my cousin’s closet… thats anyone’s guess…

~This is probably one of my favorite stories about my aunt D’Kay, who was, by far, the weird one in the family~

I was about 16 or so.

Mom, D’Kay and I were headed out to eat, riding inMom’s lincoln.

Mom was ranting about something, I dont fully remember, but she was in good form, swearing like a sailor…

And then she blurted out, “I like led zepplin and the beatles… and you like redneck music, how the hell are we best friends?”

D’Kay paused for a moment, then shrugged her shoulders, and said, “because I have low standards,” that shut Mom up good…

And I nearly had Dr Pepper come out my nose.

No, really. It was a circus!

The holidays at Jelly Bean’s Mother’s place was fun, exhausting, and a bit crazy.

After 3 hours in a truck with limited leg-room, we were bombarded with children, who REALLY wanted to open presents.

Let the chaos commence!

Waiting for Presents

Chaos!

Seriously, these kids tore into things so fast that photos were missed, but I doubt they cared.

Popcorn, the only thing Mr. E cared about.

Buried in Toys

Course there was one gift that Jmonster was most excited about, that he had asked and hoped for, pestering us for weeks over it.

A Giant Red Car!

Once all of the gifts were opened, the kiddos wanted to PLAY, and who better to ask to open boxes, than Uncle Wayne, the master of awesome toys!

He also helps with transformers!

Course, poor Jelly Bean was just tired out, after opening gifts, helping the kiddos play with said gifts, eating, and putting everyone to bed. He just wanted to snuggle!

Though he snuggled Harley the Dog.

~The rest of our trip will be talked about later, I am TIRED!~

No really, theres like a million things I HAVE to do before this weekend, and I just havent gotten to it.

Working through depression is a bitch, but I am trying, so thats something, right?

Though I have been spending time using the new Wii Fit, I think its going to help with some of my problems, mostly with the getting active bit. Thats the hope anyway.

I still need to wrap up the last holiday gifts before we head over to my MIL’s place next week.

Exciting.