It's been awhile since I've made a post, but it's been a busy holiday season. I haven't really had as much time to write or anything. But things have been going really good for us. We had a nice Christmas and as always it was fun to spend the day with my family. Probably because we're all slightly crazy so it usually makes for interesting stories later on!
Like my mom is probably one of the pickiest eaters on the face of the earth. I'm not a whole lot better though, since I spent my childhood eating only what she made, and watching her get grossed out by anything not on her list of acceptable foods. But sometimes her eating quirks are just hilariously ridiculous.
For instance, we had ham for Christmas. One of my faves. And when my dad was cutting it up in the kitchen, my mom was complaining that he was making the slices too thick and she didn't like it that way. So he cut it thinner and then she said, "well now you can see right through it..." And then she started saying how there was too much red meat in this ham and she can't eat that part. Jack and I were standing there and we both kinda scratched our heads and asked her, "red meat?" What does that mean? So then she explained how some parts of the ham had a darker pink color and some of it was whiter. She only liked the dried out white-ish parts and not the red parts.
Oh my god, really? Ham is ham! It all tastes the same! But according to her, it does not. And then the worst thing happened. My dad got farther into the meat and cut a slice off, and there was this bright yellow area in the middle of the ham. My mom was horrified and she asked, "what is that, cheese??" It sort of looked like that fake cheese they squish inside hot dogs. My dad just shrugged and said, "maybe?" But who puts cheese inside a ham? That couldn't be it.
So he kept cutting, and this yellow spot was still there in every slice. I offered up that it looked like some sort of honey marinade thing that they glaze the ham with. And it might have gotten injected inside the ham and turned it a weird color. My mom was freaking out because this was just not okay with her. And my dad was getting mad because she was throwing a tantrum over the color of the ham. And then Jack said he was sure that it was safe to eat because it was just discolored and not rotten.
So my dad cut out a chunk of the yellow ham spot and told Jack to eat it and we'd see what happened. Jack refused and he goes, "I'm not eating that yellow shit part..." So my dad handed it in my direction and of course I said the same thing. I'm not eating yellow ham! It was kind of like the Dr. Suess story of the green eggs and ham. "I do not like yellow ham, I do not like it, Sam am I am!"
Then my dad started freaking out and saying "well if the yellow chunks are diseased and no one eats them, that means the entire ham is a piece of shit now!" Because if it's been injected with yellow poison, surely it contaminated the entire thing. (did I mention my family is slightly crazy? Yeah....)
So then Nat walked into the kitchen and asked what was wrong because this was turning into a heated ham discussion of loud proportions. And when she realized what we were talking about, she started cracking up and going, "for real? You guys think the ham is poisoned?" She thinks we're all nutso and of course she's right. And she grabbed the yellow chunk of meat and popped it in her mouth.
My first reaction was to shout out, "noooooo!" because what if it is poisoned and she eats it and something bad happens? She's pregnant, after all. She can't be munching down on weirdly colored meats like that. But she ended up making a face and saying it was yucky, but only because it was a blob of fat and not meat. It was a little chunk of ham fat in the middle of the meat and the dyes from the honey cured glaze had just discolored it. But it wasn't poison. Just fatty.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and Christmas dinner was saved after all. It was looking dicey there for awhile. But still, my mom wouldn't eat the 'red' parts of the ham. Or the yellow parts. Or the skin part. So she had a pile of scraps on her plate that could feed a small country in Africa somewhere. And all of her cats were sitting there begging her to throw it their way, since they're not picky and don't care what color the meat is.
My niece is also a picky eater (because apparently this is a gentic mutation of some sort) and she said she didn't eat pigs because they were too cute. So she just wanted to eat bread for dinner. My sister in law told her she couldn't eat dessert if she didn't at least try a bite of ham. So she decided that the spice cake sitting in the kitchen looked too good to miss out on, so she took a small bite. Started making faces and looking like she was gonna hurl. Then she kept chewing it, and smiled and said, "pigs actually taste pretty good don't they?" And then she ate a ton of it.
After we were done eating, we opened gifts and had some egg nog and/or wine (or apple cider in the case of Natalie and my niece) Then I had fun forcing Jack to dress up in a wig that my mom got my niece for Christmas as part of a dress up box of goodies. That was priceless. I even dared him to go to the mini mart with that thing on his head, but he refused. I would have done it! I once went to Denny's wearing an orange long haired rocker wig and a Metallica t-shirt and it wasn't even Halloween! But I think I got more of the craziness gene than Jack did....he still has some dignity. Not much, but it's there.
All in all, it was a great holiday. And everyone fawned over us and gave us lots of money and baby gifts. You can't go wrong there, right? We even got to hear the baby's heartbeat for the first time on Friday and that was really exciting :-D We also go on January 23rd to find out if it's a boy or a girl. Hopefully anyway. They said they couldn't promise that, but they'd do their best. We're hoping for a boy, so keep your fingers crossed!
We've been making lists of names too and there are only 3 girl names we like and a much longer list of boy names. Though we've run into problems finding names that sound good with our last name. Almost all the names we REALLY like sound shitty with our last name. So maybe our baby will be like Prince or Madonna and just have no last name? We are open to suggestions of names though if anyone wants to throw their ideas into the ring....
Anyway, I hope that everyone else had a good holiday filled with fun and good times :-)



