Pessimisim at its best

So last weekend I went to a "Trade Days" event with my mother. It's similar to a flea market/fair/festival/EVENT that a small nearby town hosts twice a year.

We walked into an Art booth and we both gawked at a beautiful large painting of a cowboy riding a horse down a hill holding flowers on one hand and a red box in the other hand.

My mother immediately said, "Aww would you look at the poor guy, how sad, he's taking flowers to his beloveds grave."

With my jaw to the floor (in shock) I turned around and said " MOM!! hes OBVIOUSLY taking flowers and a box of chocolates to his girlfriend. Why would a dead person need chocolates?"

We left the Booth laughing.

She finally admitted to what my sisters and I have been bugging her about for years.
She is the eternal pessimist. Her cup will always be half empty, and the flowers will be for a grave.

EYES, JESUS, and 22s.

I don't have anything particular in mind I just felt like blogging... so I'll tell you about my day i guess..

I've spent the whole afternoon with my eyes dilated thus leading to not operating heavy machinery... so my mothers been driving me around. I went to Hobby Lobby and Michael's today - i looove Christmas. Its my absolute favorite time of year, it's actually the only time of year i really go all out. I love decorating the whole house and this year I'm going to deck out my dads shop as well. :) theres just something about the lights and cold weather and everyone seems to be in a good mood around Christmas time because its all about family and Jesus... that's what it should always be like.

Speaking of Jesus, i have shooting class tomorrow morning. Yes, i have to get up early on a SATURDAY.. yet again... I can' t remember the last time I slept in... I really do need to take a break. So I'm using a 22 tomorrow and God please don't let me shoot an eye out!