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Posted by Gin on November 30, 2008

And what would an all-American Thanksgiving family visit be without some soul-searching on one’s religious practices?

I was up early on Thursday morning to help cook. My Nanny and I decided not to wait on everyone else for breakfast, and as we were preparing to sit down to eat, she asked me to bless the food (this is considered a big honor in my family). I was caught totally off-guard – 1) I’d never been asked before, and 2) I haven’t prayed publicly since, uh, my God-Is-Great, God-Is-Good days of preschool. As I was mentally scrambling to come up with something appropriate, reverent, and coherent pre-coffee, the only thing that popped in my head was, “Dearly Beloved…we are gathered here today to get through this thing called Life…“. At this I came very close to cracking myself up – it was all I could do to hold it together, and eventually the expected “blessthisfoodtothenourishmentofourbodiesourbodiestoYourserviceinHisnameAmen” sort of tumbled out, and (shockingly) God did not strike me dead on the spot for trying to speak to Him through Prince lyrics. All through breakfast I was perturbed (guess I still am, since I’m posting about it 2 days later) – what does it say about me that I don’t know how to pray anymore?

Let me clarify: I still pray often, almost every day. But my words aren’t flowery, or the stoic prose I’ve heard from my elderly uncles my whole life, nor the 10-minute monologue I’ve sat through in countless church services. It’s quick, not even spoken – just a thought, or a feeling. “Please watch over J today”; “Please let the cat’s foot feel better”. It’s not offered as a lowly request, but it’s not flippant (although I admit, my gut reaction was to end the breakfast blessing “Peace out. Love, Me”, which is stupid, I know).

In a way, it made me feel uncomfortable beyond just being put on the spot – I consider my prayer kind of a private thing, but I think that since my heathen non-churchgoing ways can be a sore spot, I’m probably overthinking it. But it made me curious how other people feel about it:

Do you pray often? How/where/when do you pray?


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Shoo-Shoo, Gobble Gobble Diddle-Ip!

Posted by Gin on November 26, 2008

This morning, we are off to Mississippi to visit my beloved Nanny and various aunts, uncles, cousins, and kin, and partake of many delicious home-cooked goodies in celebration of Thanksgiving. Last year’s feast consisted of three different kinds of turkey (including Cajun fried!), ham, chicken & dumplings (my favorite!), as well as a dozen sides and a dessert table filled with all manner of sweet treats and pies with 4 inches of fluffy meringue goodness floating atop. YUM!

I look forward to this holiday and visit every year not just for the gluttony, but because as I’ve gotten older, I’ve learned to appreciate time with my family so much more. But I’m not gonna lie, the food is pretty awesome.

Since I’ll be un-posty for a few days, I’ll leave you with a list:

I Am Thankful For
1. My awesome and ever-patient husband
2. My crazy but lovable family, who never fail to remind me that this apple did not fall that far from the koo-koo tree
3. The kitties, whose frequent disdain for my presence reminds me that I am not as important as I think I am
4. My amazing(ly stressful at times) job
5. That I have made it through nearly the whole year without tearing my hair out, due to said job
6. That I will see my Jamie in less than a month!

…and a song.

Have a Safe and Happy Thanksgiving, my chickens!

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Posted by Gin on November 24, 2008

A few weeks ago, I ran out of mascara and went in to Sephora to pick some up. They didn’t have my usual brand (damn!), so I asked for assistance and decided to try the recommended Dior Blackout in the waterproof formula. I always have issues with the blackage underneath my eyes, so I only use waterproof/ water resistant. I like the texture – smooth and unclumpy – but I still had the raccoon effect after a couple of hours. I held on to the tube long enough to feel like I got my money’s worth, and went back to my old faithful this weekend. Ahhhh, it feels good to be home – Too Faced Lash Injection, I will never stray from thee again.

Screw the economy – what are your necessary luxuries?

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Posted by Gin on November 21, 2008

Four years ago today, I promised to love and honor (but not obey).

Here’s to a hundred more years of wifely disobedience.

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Oh my!

Posted by Gin on November 20, 2008

Is it warm in here?

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Posted by Gin on November 18, 2008

…what’s the kindest, most loving way to tell one’s mother, “Your old-people church functions are not my bag. Your friends are creepy and entirely too huggy. Unless there is an open bar, I am not interested in attending a Christmas barbecue ‘banquet’ with a Christian comedian who compares his comedy stylings to that of Ray Stevens as the night’s entertainment. Peace out.”?

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Posted by Gin on November 17, 2008

Bad sign: I go on autopilot while composing an email, and find that I keep typing “shit” in place of “shot”. My fingers are trying to tell me to go the eff home.

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Posted by Gin on November 17, 2008

So, obviously, I’m not having the greatest day. In an effort to keep my consternation to a minimum, I’m limiting my face-to-face interaction, keeping my mp3 on high volume, and trying to keep my nose to the grindstone.

But damn this phone. I haven’t figured out how to program such that I can send people directly to voicemail, and I can’t let it ring off the hook, so I have to pick up the fucking thing and pretending like I am So Glad! To Finally Speak To You! Since I’ve Been Trying To Reach You For Two Weeks!

I can hear that those forced happy notes in my voice totally do not ring true, and The Pleaser in me feels guilty for not being able to fake it as well as I was brought up to (ha). But the other part of me is all I Don’t Give Two Shits, Suck It.

I see a large glass of wine and a heating pad in my future.

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Posted by Gin on November 17, 2008

Dear Boss,
Thanks for chastising me in the middle of my cube in front of my coworkers. After I’d admitted that I could have handled a situation better, but didn’t know how to at the time. That was awesome. Humiliation is always the best way to kick off the week. Please be careful not to choke on the large piece you just cut from the awesome homemade cake I brought in.


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Posted by Gin on November 16, 2008

I watched SNL last night (which I haven’t done in…well, I did watch when Jon Hamm hosted a couple of weeks ago). Beyonce was the musical guest, and she performed “Single Ladies (Put A Ring On It)”, and I was totally hypnotized.

First: those are some fierce fucking shoes. I think my ankle is sprained just looking at them.

Second: much like the booty action in her “Crazy In Love” video, if I were able to gyrate my hips in such a fashion, I would just dance around like this all the time, much to my co-workers’ chagrin (and J’s delight).

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