Category Archives: Holidays

Have a Happy New Year!

 

     I won’t be posting from now until January 2, so I figured I’d wish you all a Happy New Year now. 

     If you’re drinking, don’t drive, or, at the very least, please have a designated driver or call a cab.  Stay safe I’ll see you all in 2011.

Isn’t it spring yet?

 

     Okay, Christmas is over, can we stop with the TV specials and Christmas carols now?  After all, they began back in October, and to be honest, I am completely, utterly, and thoroughly sick and tired of them.

     We have snow and wind, and more snow.  It’s cold.  Cabin fever is already starting.

     As of now, I am looking forward to Saint Patrick’s Day and spring.  I have had enough winter weather in only two days to make me wish for March and the promise of spring.

     I am ready to dig in the garden and plant things.  I want warm sun and fresh air. 

Bingle jell pups

 

     A little after midnight I picked up the leash and the sleigh bell collar.  Gavin danced to the front door eager to be off.  Patty tried to push ahead of him but I told her she had to wait her turn as I put the collar and leash on him.

     After nine years of doing this, Gavin knows our route and he strutted down the street with bells a ringing.  He kept to a fast pace, no leisurely stroll for this dog he was all business.  An elderly couple got out of their car and wished us a Merry Christmas. 

     Once we returned to the house, it was Patty’s turn to take another direction.  She was as excited as Gavin had been to do her part.  We stopped and hid behind a car when I saw the door across the street open at the sound of the bells.  I could hear an adult telling the kids inside they’d better hurry to bed because that had to be Santa out there.  Squeals of delight followed and then the door closed.  Patty and I stepped out from behind the car and continued our jingle bell walk.

     Once back in the house, the two dogs leapt about begging for the cookies that they’d earned giving their very special Christmas present to the neighborhood.

T’was the night before Christmas…

 

     That whole business about not a creature is stirring doesn’t hold up in this house.  Gavin and Patty will play dogs gone wild sometime after midnight as they do every night lately.

     We don’t have a fireplace so there aren’t any stockings hung by the chimney with care.

     It isn’t unusual to hear a clatter outside since we do live in the city.  You won’t find me leaping out of bed to see what the matter is.  However, I may leap up from my desk.

     The only sleighbells ringing will be the ones on the dogs when I take them for a late night walk around the neighborhood.

     You all have a Merry and a Happy!

The neighborhood gift cache

 

     Our house used to be the neighborhood depository for Christmas gifts.  We didn’t have kids.  We’d store all the neighborhood kids’ gifts for their parents until Christmas Eve.  For years, not one child peeked and found a gift before Christmas.  Is it no wonder the kids around here believed in Santa so much longer than their peers did did? 

     While browsing Amazon I noticed that they still make Barbie’s cheap-ass pink 3-story dream house.  I remember that one well.  On a Christmas (how long ago I’ll never tell) when DH and I put one together for my Goddaughter’s parents who lived two doors down from us.  Yes, we even assembled the gifts for the parents AND delivered them Christmas Eve.  (We also had the parents come here and wrap the gifts that they didn’t want on unwrapped display for the kids Christmas morning.)

     We were very sneaky adults in this neighborhood all those years ago.  Now all those kids are grown many with kids of their own.  Some neighbors moved away and we are no longer the hideaway for Christmas gifts.  I don’t miss assembling toys but I do miss the fun and giggles of sneaking the gifts to all the homes after the kids were asleep.

     Anyway back to that Barbie house….When anything says ‘easy assembly’, beware.  We spent two hours putting that blasted flimsy 3-story Barbie townhouse together.  It gave us all sorts of problems.  The costly cardboard and plastic house didn’t make the walk from our house to two doors away in one piece.  Upon entering the neighbor’s house, the parents, DH and I had to reassemble the danged thing all over again.  

Easy to gift

 

     G and I buy a ten-dollar or less, gift for each other every year.  We’ve done this for over thirty years.  She’s never once failed to come up with something I love. 

     This year G told me I was difficult to buy a gift for, who me?  I’m easy.  There are many things I appreciate and enjoy.  For a few years, she got me a Borders gift card each holiday.  That little sucker would burn a hole in my pocket until I could get to the store.

     G was trying hard to think of a different gift to give me when it dawned on her that buying me some sushi would be perfect.  Only a best friend would think of buying sushi as a gift.  She knows I love sushi and that I rarely get it. 

     She’s often been with me as I drooled over the case of freshly made sushi in the grocery store.  I’ve bought some for us to eat on the way home many times.  On rare occasions, she and I have treated ourselves to the finest of sushi in our favorite Asian restaurant, Bamboo. 

     She brought over a gift-wrapped sampler platter of sushi yesterday afternoon.  I enjoyed it.  Nommy nom nom.

No, I’m not a holly jolly person

 

     I haven’t been reading lately.  I have three books sitting here with bookmarks in them at various stages.  There’s another stack sitting on an end table waiting too.  You would think with the cold weather settling in that I could find some time to curl up in my comfy chair and read.

     However, this is not the case.  The same goes for the writing, it’s not moving forward as fast as I’d like it to.  Nope, it’s stalled.  The mind boggles or rather, is boggled, bogged down, over worked, over stressed, and over tired.

     I’ve tried all my usual jump-start techniques to no avail.  My muse needs her ass kicked or something. 

     Then again, it could be the holidays.  They always fill me with a Bah Humbug attitude.  They have for many years.  This is NOT my favorite time of the year.  No sirree, when you are feeling all holly jolly I’d rather ignore the whole month.

Luddite vs. technophile in the dog world

 

     Patty is a Luddite while Gavin is a technophile.  Gavin loves the electric back massager, nail grinder, and whipped cream shot from a can.  Patty, on the other hand, hides when we turn on the back massager and nail grinder.  She’s not very sure she cares for the can that shoots whipped cream.

     You can blame Linda of Crone and Bear it  for me trying this.  Both dogs had their introduction to canned whipped cream after we had our pecan pie.  Their reactions were clearly opposite.

     Gavin leapt about scolding and begging for more after the first blast.  “Wow.  That stuff comes out of a can?  Hit me with your best shot.”

     Patty’s was clearly a low-tech approach.  “Don’t point that thing at me just let the white stuff drop on the floor mom.  I’ll get it from there.”

     I doubled over in the giggles shouting ‘food fight’ sending blasts of whipped cream streaming into the dogs’ mouths.  We managed to annoy DH who was trying to watch TV but the pups and I were having a good time.  Sometimes DH can be an old stick in the mud.

Simplicity is key

 

     I have a pecan pie cooling on the back porch.  There’s nothing like making a pie for a mere two people and the second person is not DH.  DH can’t eat pecan pie but G can and she loves mine.  I wouldn’t have made the pie except she asked me to and she bought the corn syrup to make sure I got the hint.  I’m hoping she’ll give DH a slice of her pumpkin pie so he’s happy too. 

     I don’t do much for Thanksgiving other than make us a good dinner.  Personally, I’d rather go out somewhere and let someone else do the work.  However, since DH prefers staying home that’s what we do.  At least I keep it simple so I don’t have a lot of work to do.

     I hope you all have a nice Thanksgiving!

Zombie failure to launch

 

     This is the Zombie that was in the barrel.  This is the Zombie that after working very well before the Trick or Treaters came, suddenly failed to launch.  Did you ever try to fix a prop while wearing a long wig and gown?  DH couldn’t stand long enough to do it.  G’s husband B tried to fix it but soon gave up.

     They don’t give you schematics to show you how to ‘repair’ him.  They don’t tell you if there are any fuses or where they are.  ARRRGH! 

     I’m hoping with some help from a few Halloween enthusiasts we’ll have him popping out of the barrel for next year.  So there he is, on the kitchen table, waiting for a little bit of mechanical genious magic to get him working again.

Thank you for your patience

 

     We had HORDES of kids come Trick or Treating.  They arrived promptly at six and continued to inundate us until after eight.  I had no time to grab the camera and get pictures this year.

     However, I did get some pictures of the decorations during a lull.  Unfortunately, I didn’t get a good one of the Zombie in the barrel.  The best laid plans and all that.

     After the Trick or Treating finished, Little D’s birthday cake was a great hit and she had a good time.  Her mother enjoyed the unusual welcome into the neighborhood.

A teensy break for Halloween

 

     Thursday I will be cooking for the après Trick or Treat/Little D’s birthday party and carving pumpkins with G.  Yes, there will be wine.  Afterwards I intend to relax. 

     Friday is Trick or Treat night.  G and I will spend the afternoon decorating the porch.  From six to eight a horde of costumed kids will arrive for the handing out of the treats.  After eight, we party until (?) or DH has had enough of us, whichever comes first.

     There will be no posts for those days.  Since I usually post in the wee hours there might not be one for Saturday.

     I will most definitely be here on Sunday.  Come back then to see the decoration and party pictures!