In the Blink of an Eye

With holiday season upon us, I am always amazed at how much time and effort goes into the preparation and quickly the moment passes. It might take me several hours of shopping, wrapping and decorating to create a beautiful scene around the Christmas tree. It takes mere moments for it all to become a heap of ripped paper and bows. And as I celebrate 20th birthday of my middle child, I am reminded that kids grow up almost as quickly. It really is just a blink of the eye. . . 

Hunger Games vs Black Friday

Like most people, my Facebook feed has been blowing up with opinions about Black Friday. We love it or we hate it. Many of us are tired of hearing about it. Also this past week, I went to see the latest edition of Hunger Games - Catching Fire. Somewhere between sleeping and waking, the two crossed in my mind and the following list emerged.

Hunger Games vs Black Friday            

• Orchestrated by high-powered politicians who will never participate in the games . . . Controlled by high-powered executives who will never go shopping on Black Friday.


• Purpose of games is to control and exert authority over poor and powerless masses  . . . Purpose to  control and exert authority over how the poor and powerless spend their money and spend their Thanksgiving holiday


• Participants are chosen from the “weakest and vulnerable” population and have no choice but to participate . . . Participants are those who have little money but want to provide the latest and best gifts for their family. There is a perception of having little choice but to participate


• Those who aren’t participating watch the games on big screens and make commentary and judgments about those who participate. . . Those who aren’t participating watch the games on big screens and make commentary and judgments about those who participate.


• No one wins in the end, the cycle continues and innocent children lose their lives . . . No one really wins in the end, the cycle continues and innocent children get great gifts for Christmas. 

Surviving Thanksgiving

In a world of Martha Stewart, Rachel Ray and Pinterest, we often find ourselves hoping to survive rather than enjoy the holidays. As the mom of kids who no longer live full time at my house, these holidays can be even more stressful. We hardly see our adult children if they live or go to school far away. And for Thanksgiving, they come, they eat, they pack up and they are gone. Or due to work schedules (stupid black Friday) or significant other responsibilities (inlaws!), they might not even come home for Thanksgiving. So how do we survive this holiday? And better question, how do we enjoy it?

Keep it Simple 

We don't need to cook the newest recipe or decorate with the cutest thing we found on Pinterest. I've discovered my kids prefer the old traditional basics. They want Mom's potatoes and Mom's stuffing, not Martha's or Rachel's

Be Flexible

With our broken/blended family, there are lots of people who want to see my kids. I have told my kids I don't share very well, but in the end, I know its important they spend time with their dad. Thankfully, we have worked out a system that currently seems to be working. But I know it will change when our kids get attached to other families and when grandchildren are added to the mix. Sometimes, my kids get lucky and have two Thanksgiving dinners, who says you can't serve Turkey and dressing on a Sunday rather than a Thursday.

Be Creative

I live far away from my parents. So when I divorced, I found myself alone for a portion of every holiday. I will be the first to admit I hated those holidays. One of which was spent at the Veterinary Emergency Room when our dog decided to share our Christmas chocolates. I quickly learned to find other things to do I enjoyed. When the kids are with their dad, I spent time with friends, some years I slept and now I get some quiet alone time with my new husband.

Remember the Important Things

When the dishes are empty and the refrigerator is full of leftovers, the important thing will be the time spent with family. The best memories are shared laughter after a candy fight at the table and games played together with fully bellies. Nothing makes my heart more content than seeing my 3 kids getting along and enjoying each others' company. Those moments are the ones I store in my heart and thank God for when they are gone.

This Thanksgiving will be different for us. My oldest daughter isn't coming home. She is staying at her house to spend the day with her boyfriend's family. I'll miss her but I know she will be home for Christmas. And we will text, phone or IM at some point during the day. In the end, she's still my girl and still part of this ever-changing family.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Cure for What Ails You - Kittens!

The past month has definitely full of stress. It began with my Dad being hospitalized, a flat tire and has ended with a full plate at work and at home. Not to mention the holidays are right around the corner. I have felt like a tightly wound spring just waiting to be sprung. So when my friend Linda invited me to visit her porch full of kittens, I couldn't resist. Because I have discovered the cure for whatever ails you, is, of course, kittens.

And because the life is full of stress but kittens grow up, I have created a video so that we can all partake of Kitty Therapy any time we need. Watch as needed when symptoms are present. Possible side effects of cuteness overload and a desire to adopt a kitten from a local shelter. Viewing too many pictures of kittens can be a gateway to "Cat Lady" syndrome. Viewer beware.

Crowing Hens: The Story Before the Blog

The story behind the blog title. I was assigned to tell a story in digital form. This is the result. Grandma was full of sayings and superstitions. I enjoyed remembering her fondly and also my little hen, Henrietta.

That's What a Crowing Hen says. . .

The other day I was helping my son set up his new phone. He was doing the technical work, I was just reading the numbers he needed to punch into his phone.

"Now, type hashtag 1 2 3 hashtag." I said quite confident I'd called the # symbol the correct way. For the life of me I couldn't remember the word "pound" at that moment.

No response, so I turned my head to see if he was paying attention. Then I saw the smirk on his face and his headshaking.

"What? Did I say it wrong? Or do you just find it funny to hear your mother say hashtag?"

He puts down his head and shakes it slowly, I know he is just trying to keep me from seeing his eyes rolling and controlling his desire to giggle.

Nothing makes me feel older than when my kids laugh at my use of modern language. I guess it's a little like hearing a hen crow.

Welcome to the Sandwich Generation!

Welcome to the Sandwich Generation Cafe!

According to Pew Social Trends, nearly 50% of adults ages 40-50 are part of the Sandwich Generation. This is the group of us who have both aging parents and children under the age of 18 at home.  I am a member of this not so elite group and have created a special menu for all you who feel caught in the middle. 

B.L.T.N - "The Better Late than Never" Classic sandwich best served when overwhelmed by the needs of many and when deadlines have to be stretched. Served with a side guilt and regret. 

Grilled Cheese - For those times when we are "grilled" by our children about not answering our phones whenever they call. The assumption is we have no life except to always be available for their needs. This is served with a special side of "I have no life" slaw. 

Open Facebook Melt - A specialty sandwich for those who are Facebook friends with both their parents and their children. Special care must always be taken to not post anything the would shock your Mother or embarrass your kids. 

The Everything Burger - For those who try to do everything, this burger stretches your limits. It includes being a mom, a daughter, a chef, a maid, a nurse, a taxi driver, and many other hats. This is served with a side of exhaustion fries. 

On the Run Sub - This sandwich is for the days when there is no time to eat or sleep or even sit still for a few minutes. It is always served "to go" and is often consumed behind the wheel. Served with a side of road rage and speed traps. 

Do you have any special requests? Are you part of the sandwich generation? What kind of sandwich would you create?  Please leave your comments and join us at the Sandwich Generation Cafe!