Sunday, November 28, 2010

Is Santa on Medication?


When I was growing up, 
I recall Santa as being three things.

1. Dressed in red.
2. White Beard and hair.
3. Jolly, with a Ho! Ho! Ho!

I'm the one on the far right.
Yes, I still believed! (still do)


But through the years Santa seems to have lost something along the way...

He still wears red.  
He still has that white hair and beard
 like he did back then...

But he doesn't seem to be all that jolly.  
I never hear him say, "Ho! Ho! Ho!" 

 Could it be that he's on medications to counter that excessive and extreme joy and happiness that he used to encounter every year around Christmas-time?  Really?  Is Santa taking medication?  

Whatever the case, he doesn't seem like himself.  But I guess todays kids don't know the difference.  

Oh well.  At least this year he wasn't female. 

 Last year my granddaughter wasn't buying it. 
 This year, she was in....








The innocence of children.  

There's nothing quite like it.




Friday, November 26, 2010

Working On the Christmas Putz


Gracie smells Christmas in the air... 

She smells Christmas in the package 
she got in the mail today as well.  


She wrote in her diary that she's glad I signed her up for Jazzi's Christmas exchange...


Huh!  It's from Minnie!


While Gracie was busy snooping, hubby had this project going on...  working on the Christmas putz, as he calls it.  


"Why can't I have my package now?"


I'm so glad I found all these Christmas houses at the summer yard sales I went to...


The Grandchildren will love this!


Christmas magic


Not finished yet. Working on it...

Glad the weekend is here.  



Thursday, November 25, 2010

Thanksgiving Day


This Thanksgiving was quiet.  


Our usual full house was empty, with just a shivering pup under an electric blanket.  

"Ugh!  This hairdo is not cutting it.  I'm freeeezing."

We met a few family members at the Ponderosa; oh how I appreciate the Ponderosa for cooking a wonderful Thanksgiving dinner for us to enjoy!

We sat at a table in the back and it was nice.

pop pop and marissa


Me: Happy Thanksgiving, Marissa.

Marissa: (excited and even shaking)   Grammy,  tomorrow Santa is going to sneak into my house and hide presents for me under the Christmas tree.  

Me: Umm, I think Mommy meant next month...  after Thanksgiving Rissie.


 She told Santa over and over again,  "please bring me a Bouncing Baby Babbles..."  


And then the real Santa showed up... 


"Santa, can you bring me a bouncing baby babbles?"
Her conversation with Santa was priceless!  She gave him a big hug before he went to have his dinner at the back of the restaurant.  


me with my #2 son, Justin

It was a good day.  A quiet day.