accidental existence

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“…and it might be over in a seconds time…” November 23, 2011

Filed under: Uncategorized — emletterman @ 3:34 pm

It’s Thanksgiving eve.
I just wrapped up my two articles for the week.
Moments away from a four day weekend.

The office has a weird feel today.
I told Adam is was a “dead man walking” feel.
Just do what you have to do, get it over with and tomorrow will come.

I’m ready for ham and green bean casserole.
I think my mouth is watering already.

Tonight is the night—we make the Black Friday list.
Two columns—wants and needs.
What I need as gifts for others and what I want for myself.
Early stop at the K-Go tomorrow on the way to the in-laws for my 2-inch thick newspaper.
The best one all year.
The morning will be spent cross checking and catagorizing items.
Then out come the highlighters.
Blue=stores that open at midnight.
Green=stores that open at 4 a.m.
So on and so fourth.
A battle plan must be in place or we will never come out alive.
Adam is going to love my checkout plan this year.
We run in, he gets in line, I dash and smash.
I think this should minimize our waiting in line.
Two hours at Kohl’s last year almost derailed my timeline.

It’s almost time for Adam and I to start hosting holidays at our house.
The parents are getting tied.
Half of them aren’t even cooking this year.
Bigger house.
Maybe we can start small with Christmas and work up to Thanksgiving dinner.

I’m excited to pick out an ornament this year.
Each Black Friday we have been together Adam and I hit up the Hallmark for a special keepsake.
This year we can actually buy one of those super cute married people ornaments.
Also, first year of marriage ornament is a big thing.
Yes Adam, it is.
We will have it forever.

Another Black Friday tradition—setting up the tree.
Can’t wait.
Wanted to set it up for days now.

My Dr. Pepper is empty.
My articles are written.
My desk is clean.
It’s time to go home.

Happy Thanksgiving friends.

My prediction for Danny Boy after the tryptophan kicks in.


“…and these days, I wish I was 6 again…” November 17, 2011

Filed under: Uncategorized — emletterman @ 2:16 pm

I haven’t blogged in two weeks.
The natives are getting restless.
By natives, I mean Adam.

It’s been busy, busy, busy lately.
But what holiday season would be complete without a little stress.
And a packed calendar.
My desk calendar at work has so much written on it, it could be blue prints—or a really poor battle plan.

The Ozark Christmas parade is this weekend.
It’s always been one of my favorites.
The crisp night air.
The illuminated floats.
The hot chocolate.
It always puts me in the holiday spirit.

I’m ready to bust out the Letterman house decorations.
It’s always a Black Friday tradition for us.
Long day shopping—come home and make the house beautiful.
I want to switch it up a bit this year.
We got rid of our (ugly) loveseat and I think the tree may make a move.
We also need to do something with our outside lights set up.
Tradition is good, but so it change.

Speak of tradition—its Christmas cookie season in the Letterman house.
Used the new cookie gun for some chocolate spitz cookie.
That recipe needs a bit of modification.
(Read—the cookies looked like blobs, not Christmas trees.)
Chocolate chip cookie were however a huge hit.
(Really who dosen’t like chocolate chip?)
In the weeks to come I have all the favorites slated.
Double-chocolate crack cookies.
Peanut butter.
Plus I have a host of new friends I discovered on Pinterest.
Reindeer noses.
Its. Going. To. Be. Epic.
(By epic I mean really damn tasty.)

Speak of Pinterest—I made two projects and I’m thinking about a third this weekend.
PROBLEM: I don’t have enough house space for all this goodness.
I don’t want to make it if I can’t display it.
Bigger house is in order.

Had some McDonald’s coffee this morning.
It’s no Starbucks.
But it’s cheap.
I guess that is something.

It’s cold out today.
But not as cold as they said it would be.
Sunshine helps.

I wish I had some coffee right now.

And a chocolate chip cookie.

Thanksgiving is exactly a week away.
Mom is making fried turkey for Adam.
He loves it.
First Thanksgiving as a married couple.
It’s feels nice.

WORDS OF WISDOM: If you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all.

I already started Christmas shopping.
I’ve ordered Adam’s Christmas and birthday gifts.
Plus I got Danny Boy some supper cute jammers at Target.
I can picture him wearing them already as he goes through his stocking from Santa Christmas morning.
Too cute for words.

Trying to save some money this year.
Testing out homemade gifts.
PROBLEM: They look like homemade gifts.
I hate that.
Making baby Ryan a blanket—that’s cute—no idea what to make other people.

The best day of the year—Black Friday—is almost here.
I’m saving extra big this year with coupons.
Door-buster sales and coupons—Adam’s wallet is gonna love me.
Kohl’s opens at midnight.
I’m thinking we stay up, hit Kohl’s, come home, nap, hit the others at 4 a.m.
I predict Adam will love this plan.
(Read, he is going to need a lot of coffee and some extra comfy shoes and he will probably still fall asleep in line.)

I really would like a chocolate chip cookie right now.

The joy.
The happiness.
The childlike enthusiasm.
It’s all coming this way—welcome holiday season.

An oldie, but a goodie—in honor of Thanksgiving.


“…Gotta make sure it’s right, so until tomorrow, goodnight…” November 2, 2011

Filed under: Uncategorized — emletterman @ 3:48 pm

The holiday season is approaching.
I can see my calendar filling up already.
The holidays are a stressful time, but time I wouldn’t trade.
They make me happy.
The make me feel loved.

Speak of which, the Headliner News is working on a Veterans Day tribute this coming issue.
We are collecting photos.
These are loved people.

I have a super cute idea for Christmas cards this year.
Get ready friends.

A weird thing happened.
I didn’t think it was weird.
Must have been.
I tried to mend it.
May have ruined a friendship.

Office party today.
Our front desk girl is getting married.
Ah to be so young and naive.

It’s suppose to rain all day tomorrow.
I have to deliver extra NIE while Amelia is on vaca.
That sounds perfect.

I need a vaca.

Speak of which, Adams is home sick today.
Left work early.
Not the kind of vaca he hoped for either.

Halloween at the Letterman house was a success this year.
We had double the number of trick-or-treaters.
So we had 15.

The Pie Box is an amazing place.

I think trunk-or-treat is lame.

I think I need some caffeine.
My morning coffee is wearing off.
It was really good coffee today too.
I have finally mastered the grounds to creamer ratio on my new blend.

I’m excited about Christmas baking.
I have a bunch of ideas.
Via Pinterest of course.
Hells to the yeah.

I have an interview at 8:30 tomorrow morning.
That seems to early.

Someone asked me today how my life was going, if anything had changed.
It made me think.
No, it hasn’t.
I got married, but that was 6 months ago now.
What have I done lately?
It’s a good question which I have no answer too.
It feels like I need to remedy that.
I don’t know how, but I feel something good coming on.

Adam and I are going to start taking classes at the Home Depot.
They give demos every weekend for free on do-it-yourself home repairs.
Our house needs some repairs.
It’s a cute little house, but getting old.
I have always wanted to know how to grout tile.

I think a bunch of minor repairs and the house will look a lot better.
Then we can sell it.
Repairs always make people want to buy.

The thought of selling out house scares me.
Will anybody want to buy it in this economy?

I think we are going to have a yard sale in the spring.
Get rid of some of the excess around the house.
We have tons of stuff and I would rather have tons of money.
(Because everyone knows you get tons of money from a yard sale.)

I feel like baking cookies now.
If I start now, I’m going to look like a Christmas bell by the time the holidays get here.

It’s suppose to get cold this week.
I’m glad.
This 70 degree day shit in October is just wrong.
Bring on the sweaters and coats.

Speak of which, I did NOT buy the super cute Calvin Klein coat on sale for $69 I saw yesterday.
Will power.
It’s overrated.

Bought my first Christmas gift.
A pair of red pajamas for Danny Boy—complete with the butt flap on back.
I know.

Its time to load NIE and go home.

“I met a man I didn’t know that asked me how are you doing
Shoulda just said fine cause it’s all he wanted to hear
But for reasons unknown in a sorrowful tone I said
Man it’s been a hell of a year
And I don’t really know where I’m going
And I might just be hanging around
And I don’t really know where I’m going
And I might just be hanging around
If life’s shades of gray
Then I guess you could say
That I’ve been waiting for a break in the clouds”

Danny won't wear a Santa hat, but he might wear a collar.