with kids are going crazy try to get ready for Christmas.
Others are just feeling the lonely holiday blues.
Someone on Facebook said, "Tell me a funny." So here it is, my
best and most embarrassing holiday funny.
It was 11 years ago in early December. I was married and
living in Maryland. At this point, I was hard-of-hearing with
tunnel vision. I could still see pretty well with my central
I was also in the early stages of my pregnancy. I did not have
trouble with morning sickness, but I sure did have cravings.
On this day, my husband was out of the house doing something with
his family. It was not even 10:00 am yet, but I was hungry and
my pregnant body wanted mashed potatoes. This suited me fine
because I love mashed potatoes. Even thought I used flakes, I
could make the most delicious potatoes. I added extra milk and
butter to make them creamy. Then I'd stir in two pieces of
American cheese an top with a big spoonful of sour cream.
However, on this day, something wasn't right. I noticed an odd
smell while I was cooking but couldn't figure out where it was
coming from. I finally sat down to eat. I took a bite... It was
horrible! In great denial, I took a few more bites. The
potatoes were absolutely disgusting. I finally threw the food
I could not understand what went wrong. I check the sour
cream, tasted the cheese and smelled the flakes. Everything
seemed fine. I was in total bewilderment.
Later I was writing an email to a friend about our holiday
plans. The answer suddenly hit me. I ran to the fridge and took
out the milk. Oh, no. Checking the label this time, I
discovered the carton was actually the egg nog my husband likes
to drink. Ewww.....
So, come, visit me for the holidays. I'll make you some very
nifty mashed potatoes.