on the couch.
sleeping.
interrupted only by moments in the lav.
i had the ick yesterday. the nasty, evil, horribly unkind stomach bug.
feeling a wee bit better this morning, after spending the night on the couch - and in the lav. poor dh had no idea what to make of me.
off to shower, and with luck, eat something.
update soon ~ i swear.
Thursday, December 28, 2006
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
*blush*
so, about a week ago..... yeah, a WEEK, my dear friend Fransie tagged me with a Christmas tag, and I have not had a moment to be here for any great length of time .... so, before I answer the questions, I need to say SORRY SO VERY VERY MUCH my friend ..... I have loads to blog, and tons to tell ... it has been a fabulous Christmas indeed! :O)
so here is the tag, and the answers ..... (by the way, LOVE being tagged! :O)
1. Egg Nog or hot chocolate? egg nog .... and not always spiked. i do enjoy it, but very limited as it tends to bother my belly ~ but so hard to resist!
2. Does Santa wrap his gifts or does he just put them under the tree? some of his gifts are wrapped, but the really fun, highly sought after tend to be unwrapped, with big bows on them.
3. Colored or white lights? growing up, my mom alwayas had the gihugent Italian colored bulbs on my tree, and I never liked them, now they are so nostalgic, I miss them. she still has colored, but they are tiny. we, however, only have white ~ inside on the tree, and outside decorating the house.
4. Do you hang mistletoe? no, sadly. we always had one at my house growing up, and i don't have one here .... hmmmm, must get one. :O)
5.When do you put up your tree? we try and get it two weekends before the holiday. any earlier, and the live tree struggles with the indoors, as well as the two dogs tails. :-\
6. What is your favorite Christmas food? probably the shrimp, or the lasagna. truly, i don't have a favorite ~ it's all good.
7. What is your favorite Christmas memory from when you were a child? oh, gosh, there are so many! I think though, heading home from my grandparents, and the HUGE family dinner we all had, and talking about Santa coming that night, then running in to the house, rushing to get jammies on and head to bed, close my eyes fast and fall asleep as my parents would read 'Twas the Night Before Christmas.
Probably my most favorite memory though, is this: I remember once I had fallen asleep, and woke for what seemed only a few minutes later, heard some noise, and went to the top of the stairs - when i looked down the stairs, i swore that a man in a red suit was there, and he was humming a tune ... our three dogs were with him, wagging their tails, and he never saw me, so i snuck back to bed and never told a soul about the "sighting". But man, did i believe for ages after that ...... still do!! :O)
8. Do you open presents on Christmas eve? we have before the kids, now we exchange the gifts with those folks that we won't see the next day, and our kids know that sometimes people other than Santa give gifts to us
9. How do you decorate your Christmas tree? with pretty white lights, and all kinds of ornaments that are specail to each of us from the years we have all been collecting them. typically, S and I will get the lights on, then the kids go to town with the ornaments. the star goes on the tree Christmas morning
10. Snow! Love it or hate it?LOVE IT!
11. Can you ice skate? amazingly, sort of. can you imagine with a hockey phenom son, and i don't skate .... but, yes, i know how, but my skills are rusty .....
12. Do you remember your best gift? homemade, thoughtful, from the heart gifts have always been my favorite. there are so many ..... this year, i got one too! :O)
13. What does Christmas mean to you? What is the most important thing about it, for you? Christmas is a family holiday, rich with love, and peace. it allows a moment to take a breath and enjoy all the goodness in your life. it allows us to find what the fabric of our family is, and cherish the time we've had the previous year, and look forward to the next year, while enjoying the present and the gift we have in each other.
14. What is in the top of your Christmas tree? this year, a beautiful star. last year, a cherished angel.
15. What is your favorite Christmas tradition? Christmas Eve dinner and revelry at my parents house .... about 20 of us gather, and have a really great time all together. this year, it was bittersweet ~ we were in my parents new incredibly beautiful loft, but not the home we've been for the last 30 + years ..... it was a nice way to begin a new tradition!
17. What is your favorite dessert after Christmas dinner? I would have to say pecan pie when it's there .... this year, i had a cocktail for dessert. ;o)
18. What is your favorite Christmas song? I have too many to only choose one ..... I'd have to say The Nutcracker Suite soundtrack is very high on the list, though .....
19. Kerstkransjes. Do you like 'em? don't think i've had them ... but i know i'd like them!
20. What is your favorite Christmas movie? It's a Wonderful Life and the all time favorite A Christmas Story.
thanks again F! :O)
That was fun .... I'll be back with an update soon ..... Merry Merry!
so here is the tag, and the answers ..... (by the way, LOVE being tagged! :O)
1. Egg Nog or hot chocolate? egg nog .... and not always spiked. i do enjoy it, but very limited as it tends to bother my belly ~ but so hard to resist!
2. Does Santa wrap his gifts or does he just put them under the tree? some of his gifts are wrapped, but the really fun, highly sought after tend to be unwrapped, with big bows on them.
3. Colored or white lights? growing up, my mom alwayas had the gihugent Italian colored bulbs on my tree, and I never liked them, now they are so nostalgic, I miss them. she still has colored, but they are tiny. we, however, only have white ~ inside on the tree, and outside decorating the house.
4. Do you hang mistletoe? no, sadly. we always had one at my house growing up, and i don't have one here .... hmmmm, must get one. :O)
5.When do you put up your tree? we try and get it two weekends before the holiday. any earlier, and the live tree struggles with the indoors, as well as the two dogs tails. :-\
6. What is your favorite Christmas food? probably the shrimp, or the lasagna. truly, i don't have a favorite ~ it's all good.
7. What is your favorite Christmas memory from when you were a child? oh, gosh, there are so many! I think though, heading home from my grandparents, and the HUGE family dinner we all had, and talking about Santa coming that night, then running in to the house, rushing to get jammies on and head to bed, close my eyes fast and fall asleep as my parents would read 'Twas the Night Before Christmas.
Probably my most favorite memory though, is this: I remember once I had fallen asleep, and woke for what seemed only a few minutes later, heard some noise, and went to the top of the stairs - when i looked down the stairs, i swore that a man in a red suit was there, and he was humming a tune ... our three dogs were with him, wagging their tails, and he never saw me, so i snuck back to bed and never told a soul about the "sighting". But man, did i believe for ages after that ...... still do!! :O)
8. Do you open presents on Christmas eve? we have before the kids, now we exchange the gifts with those folks that we won't see the next day, and our kids know that sometimes people other than Santa give gifts to us
9. How do you decorate your Christmas tree? with pretty white lights, and all kinds of ornaments that are specail to each of us from the years we have all been collecting them. typically, S and I will get the lights on, then the kids go to town with the ornaments. the star goes on the tree Christmas morning
10. Snow! Love it or hate it?LOVE IT!
11. Can you ice skate? amazingly, sort of. can you imagine with a hockey phenom son, and i don't skate .... but, yes, i know how, but my skills are rusty .....
12. Do you remember your best gift? homemade, thoughtful, from the heart gifts have always been my favorite. there are so many ..... this year, i got one too! :O)
13. What does Christmas mean to you? What is the most important thing about it, for you? Christmas is a family holiday, rich with love, and peace. it allows a moment to take a breath and enjoy all the goodness in your life. it allows us to find what the fabric of our family is, and cherish the time we've had the previous year, and look forward to the next year, while enjoying the present and the gift we have in each other.
14. What is in the top of your Christmas tree? this year, a beautiful star. last year, a cherished angel.
15. What is your favorite Christmas tradition? Christmas Eve dinner and revelry at my parents house .... about 20 of us gather, and have a really great time all together. this year, it was bittersweet ~ we were in my parents new incredibly beautiful loft, but not the home we've been for the last 30 + years ..... it was a nice way to begin a new tradition!
17. What is your favorite dessert after Christmas dinner? I would have to say pecan pie when it's there .... this year, i had a cocktail for dessert. ;o)
18. What is your favorite Christmas song? I have too many to only choose one ..... I'd have to say The Nutcracker Suite soundtrack is very high on the list, though .....
19. Kerstkransjes. Do you like 'em? don't think i've had them ... but i know i'd like them!
20. What is your favorite Christmas movie? It's a Wonderful Life and the all time favorite A Christmas Story.
thanks again F! :O)
That was fun .... I'll be back with an update soon ..... Merry Merry!
Saturday, December 16, 2006
Holiday Tradition
Today is the day of Nutcracker. My niece, the dancer, K, is performing in Festival Ballet's Nutcracker.
And my Kgal and I are going for our third straight year of mommy-and-me time to the Nutcracker. Tonight.
:O)
I am so excited.
So is she.
New shoes, a beautifully hand made velvet dress by Mimi, and handmade velevet cape "like Christine's in Phantom of the Opera, mommy!" as she said .....
Oh, we are all giddy and electric with excitement.
My niece is like a fabulous added bonus to our evening ......
go here: www.festivalballet.com
and you can read all about the company and see the excitement!
Have a wonderful weekend ..... off to get ready!
And my Kgal and I are going for our third straight year of mommy-and-me time to the Nutcracker. Tonight.
:O)
I am so excited.
So is she.
New shoes, a beautifully hand made velvet dress by Mimi, and handmade velevet cape "like Christine's in Phantom of the Opera, mommy!" as she said .....
Oh, we are all giddy and electric with excitement.
My niece is like a fabulous added bonus to our evening ......
go here: www.festivalballet.com
and you can read all about the company and see the excitement!
Have a wonderful weekend ..... off to get ready!
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
what happened?
really.
what the heck happened to the last two weeks?
whoosh ~ ~ ~
yeowza, i think that the elder smart folks that used to tell me about time flying were right.
{sigh}
the kids are busy, and bustling Christmas energy balls. and therefore, we are busy. and bustling, too.
some good stuff first, as i find it enjoyable to rattle on about good things. :O)
C is the funniest kid on the planet right now. i swear, i might have to get him on a stage and make some money with the comedy routine. of late, his gig is singing - at.the.top.of.his.lungs. Christmas songs. word for word, relatively in tune, and dancing with the music he is making. he repeats that "this is the favoritist time of year, this Holiday time, isn't it yours??" he received a whoopie cushion in the 'countdown stockings' we have as one of our advent calendar-type fun things here (25 socks from our very own collections hanging by clips on a rope across the sliding glass door in the kitchen - SO stinking cute! got the idea from a mag article) and the child has been 'hiding' it under everyone's fanny just before they sit to make the loudest, and most obnoxious noise one can ever hear. then he rolls, i mean belly rolls with laughter at his own antics. the noise just tickles his funny bone. best $1.50 ever spent, i am telling you. arm farts. those may have been invented for that kid to execute at the most hysterical moments. it's hard not to laugh, even when you're trying to tell him that "at times, C, those are not appropriate ...."
and the yo-mamma jokes - oh, dear heavens, are you kidding me? my lovely dh busts a gutt when C tells one .... even after he's been 'spoken' to from the bus driver that, ahem, those are NOT appropriate bus conversation pieces.
but really, i laugh, and just watch, and get entertained. it's free, afterall. and he's only 7!
oh, yeah, and this little diddie: he told one of his hockey coaches that "we are only 3% Jewish, that's why we don't have a tree up yet, but, yeah, we do celebrate only Christmas". coach almost choked from laughing.
3% Jewish? where's he get his material? heh
and then we have the K gal - she is an absolute treasure. she is so kind, and so giving, and so perfect for this family. she has her silly moments, and her funny little ways, but her forte is loving. :o) she is just so nurturing, and caring. she has been taking care of everyone - including C when he was ill for a day or two, and needed to be out of school for one day - she cried for him that he was "left behind" and not able to go to school, she ran in from the bus to check on him and see if there was anything that he needed .... just a sweetheart. she is so sensitive, and loving. i love that about her. she will smile and cheer you up, and just change your day at any given moment.
oh, and she laughs like there is NO stopping her at her brother. she thinks he is the butter that goes on bread, and the best thing since the sliced bread. loves him. absolutely. unequivically.
in other news, C was ill this week, and that was not much fun. thankfully, he bounced back like a champ. he was out of school for only one day (his first EVER sick day out of school!) but he did vomit. and that folks, is waht this mamma can't handle so well. ick. i can handle blood. i can handle bones protruding through skin. i can even handle open wounds. diarhea, and vomit are a wee bit more challenging.
i have been lucky though, Mother Nature (to be referred to as MN now) knows this about me, and she is a kind soul. this was only C's second vomitting experience. and K has only had one. so, yes, i know, ridiculous when i hear all the horrible stories from other parents whose children seem to prefer that method of being ill, but again, good old MN is kind. or she is hoping i will repay her somehow .......
we got our tree finally. in a strange twist, we took our Jewish little friend with us to pick it out, and that was really rather funny .... she thought it was a real treat, as it was her first ever (she's 6) and we thought it was cool to see our two telling her all about the adventure of "tree-getting". S and i are still astounded at the speed in which we picked, payed, and put it up. literally, less than 1 hour to get it all done. we could conceivably decorate it tonight too (fresh cut, no need to let it drop) however, the squirts are sleeping already, S is playing baseball (readying for the Florida trip in a few weeks for a tournament) and i am about ready to turn in myself.
so, that's a beginning of an update ... and a little insight into the laughter you've been hearing from this house ....
'tis good this thing they call life with kids.
'tis good.
smile!
what the heck happened to the last two weeks?
whoosh ~ ~ ~
yeowza, i think that the elder smart folks that used to tell me about time flying were right.
{sigh}
the kids are busy, and bustling Christmas energy balls. and therefore, we are busy. and bustling, too.
some good stuff first, as i find it enjoyable to rattle on about good things. :O)
C is the funniest kid on the planet right now. i swear, i might have to get him on a stage and make some money with the comedy routine. of late, his gig is singing - at.the.top.of.his.lungs. Christmas songs. word for word, relatively in tune, and dancing with the music he is making. he repeats that "this is the favoritist time of year, this Holiday time, isn't it yours??" he received a whoopie cushion in the 'countdown stockings' we have as one of our advent calendar-type fun things here (25 socks from our very own collections hanging by clips on a rope across the sliding glass door in the kitchen - SO stinking cute! got the idea from a mag article) and the child has been 'hiding' it under everyone's fanny just before they sit to make the loudest, and most obnoxious noise one can ever hear. then he rolls, i mean belly rolls with laughter at his own antics. the noise just tickles his funny bone. best $1.50 ever spent, i am telling you. arm farts. those may have been invented for that kid to execute at the most hysterical moments. it's hard not to laugh, even when you're trying to tell him that "at times, C, those are not appropriate ...."
and the yo-mamma jokes - oh, dear heavens, are you kidding me? my lovely dh busts a gutt when C tells one .... even after he's been 'spoken' to from the bus driver that, ahem, those are NOT appropriate bus conversation pieces.
but really, i laugh, and just watch, and get entertained. it's free, afterall. and he's only 7!
oh, yeah, and this little diddie: he told one of his hockey coaches that "we are only 3% Jewish, that's why we don't have a tree up yet, but, yeah, we do celebrate only Christmas". coach almost choked from laughing.
3% Jewish? where's he get his material? heh
and then we have the K gal - she is an absolute treasure. she is so kind, and so giving, and so perfect for this family. she has her silly moments, and her funny little ways, but her forte is loving. :o) she is just so nurturing, and caring. she has been taking care of everyone - including C when he was ill for a day or two, and needed to be out of school for one day - she cried for him that he was "left behind" and not able to go to school, she ran in from the bus to check on him and see if there was anything that he needed .... just a sweetheart. she is so sensitive, and loving. i love that about her. she will smile and cheer you up, and just change your day at any given moment.
oh, and she laughs like there is NO stopping her at her brother. she thinks he is the butter that goes on bread, and the best thing since the sliced bread. loves him. absolutely. unequivically.
in other news, C was ill this week, and that was not much fun. thankfully, he bounced back like a champ. he was out of school for only one day (his first EVER sick day out of school!) but he did vomit. and that folks, is waht this mamma can't handle so well. ick. i can handle blood. i can handle bones protruding through skin. i can even handle open wounds. diarhea, and vomit are a wee bit more challenging.
i have been lucky though, Mother Nature (to be referred to as MN now) knows this about me, and she is a kind soul. this was only C's second vomitting experience. and K has only had one. so, yes, i know, ridiculous when i hear all the horrible stories from other parents whose children seem to prefer that method of being ill, but again, good old MN is kind. or she is hoping i will repay her somehow .......
we got our tree finally. in a strange twist, we took our Jewish little friend with us to pick it out, and that was really rather funny .... she thought it was a real treat, as it was her first ever (she's 6) and we thought it was cool to see our two telling her all about the adventure of "tree-getting". S and i are still astounded at the speed in which we picked, payed, and put it up. literally, less than 1 hour to get it all done. we could conceivably decorate it tonight too (fresh cut, no need to let it drop) however, the squirts are sleeping already, S is playing baseball (readying for the Florida trip in a few weeks for a tournament) and i am about ready to turn in myself.
so, that's a beginning of an update ... and a little insight into the laughter you've been hearing from this house ....
'tis good this thing they call life with kids.
'tis good.
smile!
Monday, December 04, 2006
exactly!
A lesson for us all -BELIEVE IN SANTA CLAUS
I remember my first Christmas adventure with Grandma. I was just a kid.
I remember tearing across town on my bike to visit her on the day my big
sister dropped the bomb: "There is no Santa Claus," she jeered. "Even
dummies know that!"My Grandma was not the gushy kind, never had been. I fled to her that
day because I knew she would be straight with me. I knew Grandma
always told the truth, and I knew that the truth always went down a whole lot easier when swallowed with one of her "world-famous"
cinnamon buns. I knew they were world-famous, because Grandma said
so. It had to be true.
Grandma was home, and the buns were still warm. Between bites, I told
her everything. She was ready for me. "No Santa Claus?" she snorted....
"Ridiculous! Don't believe it. That rumor has been going around for
years, and it makes me mad, plain mad!! Now, put on your coat, and
let's go.""Go? Go where, Grandma?" I asked. I hadn't even finished my secondworld-famous cinnamon bun. "Where" turned out to be Kerby's General Store, the one store in town that had a little bit of just about everything.
As we walked through its doors, Grandma handed me ten
dollars.That was a bundle in those days. "Take this money," she said, "and buy
something for someone who needs it. I'll wait for you in the car." Then
she turned and walked out of Kerby's.I was only eight years old. I'd often gone shopping with my mother, but
never had I shopped for anything all by myself. The store seemed big
and crowded, full of people scrambling to finish their Christmas shopping. For a few moments I just stood there, confused, clutching
that ten-dollar bill, wondering what to buy, and who on earth to buy it
for.I thought of everybody I knew: my family, my friends, my neighbors,
the kids at school, the people who went to my church. I was just about
thought out, when I suddenly thought of Bobby Decker. He was a kid
with bad breath and messy hair, and he sat right behind me in Mrs. Pollock's grade-two class.Bobby Decker didn't have a coat. I knew that because he never went
out to recess during the winter. His mother always wrote a note, telling
the teacher that he had a cough, but all of us kids knew that Bobby
Decker didn't have a cough; he didn't have a good coat.
I fingered the
ten-dollar bill with growing excitement. I would buy Bobby Decker a
coat!I settled on a red corduroy one that had a hood to it. It looked real
warm, and he would like that."Is this a Christmas present for someone?" the lady behind the counter
asked kindly, as I laid my ten dollars down. "Yes, ma'am," I replied shyly. "It's for Bobby."The nice lady smiled at me, as I told her about how Bobby really needed
a good winter coat. I didn't get any change, but she put the coat in a bag,
smiled again, and wished me a Merry Christmas.That evening, Grandma helped me wrap the coat (a little tag fell out of
the coat, and Grandma tucked it in her book) in Christmas paper and ribbons and wrote, "To Bobby, From Santa Claus" on it.Grandma said that Santa always insisted on secrecy. Then she drove me over to Bobby Decker's house, explaining as we went that I was now and forever officially, one of Santa's helpers.
Grandma parked down the street from Bobby's house, and she and I
crept noiselessly and hid in the bushes by his front walk. Then Grandma gave me a nudge. "All right, Santa Claus," she whispered, "get going."I took a deep breath, dashed for his front door, threw the present down
on his step, pounded his door and flew back to the safety of the bushes and Grandma.Together we waited breathlessly in the darkness for the front door to
open. Finally it did, and there stood Bobby.Fifty years haven't dimmed the thrill of those moments spent shivering,
beside my Grandma, in Bobby Decker's bushes. That night, I realized
that those awful rumors about Santa Clause were just what Grandma said they were -- ridiculous. Santa was alive and well, and we were on
his team.
I still have her book, with the coat tag tucked inside: $19.95.
May you always have LOVE to share, HEALTH to spare and FRIENDS
that care...And may you always believe in the magic of Santa Clause!
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
with a second and first grader here, electric with excitement over the santa clause mystery, and the magic of Christmas, this couldn't have come at a better time!
I remember my first Christmas adventure with Grandma. I was just a kid.
I remember tearing across town on my bike to visit her on the day my big
sister dropped the bomb: "There is no Santa Claus," she jeered. "Even
dummies know that!"My Grandma was not the gushy kind, never had been. I fled to her that
day because I knew she would be straight with me. I knew Grandma
always told the truth, and I knew that the truth always went down a whole lot easier when swallowed with one of her "world-famous"
cinnamon buns. I knew they were world-famous, because Grandma said
so. It had to be true.
Grandma was home, and the buns were still warm. Between bites, I told
her everything. She was ready for me. "No Santa Claus?" she snorted....
"Ridiculous! Don't believe it. That rumor has been going around for
years, and it makes me mad, plain mad!! Now, put on your coat, and
let's go.""Go? Go where, Grandma?" I asked. I hadn't even finished my secondworld-famous cinnamon bun. "Where" turned out to be Kerby's General Store, the one store in town that had a little bit of just about everything.
As we walked through its doors, Grandma handed me ten
dollars.That was a bundle in those days. "Take this money," she said, "and buy
something for someone who needs it. I'll wait for you in the car." Then
she turned and walked out of Kerby's.I was only eight years old. I'd often gone shopping with my mother, but
never had I shopped for anything all by myself. The store seemed big
and crowded, full of people scrambling to finish their Christmas shopping. For a few moments I just stood there, confused, clutching
that ten-dollar bill, wondering what to buy, and who on earth to buy it
for.I thought of everybody I knew: my family, my friends, my neighbors,
the kids at school, the people who went to my church. I was just about
thought out, when I suddenly thought of Bobby Decker. He was a kid
with bad breath and messy hair, and he sat right behind me in Mrs. Pollock's grade-two class.Bobby Decker didn't have a coat. I knew that because he never went
out to recess during the winter. His mother always wrote a note, telling
the teacher that he had a cough, but all of us kids knew that Bobby
Decker didn't have a cough; he didn't have a good coat.
I fingered the
ten-dollar bill with growing excitement. I would buy Bobby Decker a
coat!I settled on a red corduroy one that had a hood to it. It looked real
warm, and he would like that."Is this a Christmas present for someone?" the lady behind the counter
asked kindly, as I laid my ten dollars down. "Yes, ma'am," I replied shyly. "It's for Bobby."The nice lady smiled at me, as I told her about how Bobby really needed
a good winter coat. I didn't get any change, but she put the coat in a bag,
smiled again, and wished me a Merry Christmas.That evening, Grandma helped me wrap the coat (a little tag fell out of
the coat, and Grandma tucked it in her book) in Christmas paper and ribbons and wrote, "To Bobby, From Santa Claus" on it.Grandma said that Santa always insisted on secrecy. Then she drove me over to Bobby Decker's house, explaining as we went that I was now and forever officially, one of Santa's helpers.
Grandma parked down the street from Bobby's house, and she and I
crept noiselessly and hid in the bushes by his front walk. Then Grandma gave me a nudge. "All right, Santa Claus," she whispered, "get going."I took a deep breath, dashed for his front door, threw the present down
on his step, pounded his door and flew back to the safety of the bushes and Grandma.Together we waited breathlessly in the darkness for the front door to
open. Finally it did, and there stood Bobby.Fifty years haven't dimmed the thrill of those moments spent shivering,
beside my Grandma, in Bobby Decker's bushes. That night, I realized
that those awful rumors about Santa Clause were just what Grandma said they were -- ridiculous. Santa was alive and well, and we were on
his team.
I still have her book, with the coat tag tucked inside: $19.95.
May you always have LOVE to share, HEALTH to spare and FRIENDS
that care...And may you always believe in the magic of Santa Clause!
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
with a second and first grader here, electric with excitement over the santa clause mystery, and the magic of Christmas, this couldn't have come at a better time!
Saturday, December 02, 2006
It was a HUGE success!
:O)
I was so happy for her .... packed house, loads of yummies from the friend who catered for me (and is starting his very own business, too) and loads of happy ladies buying ....
buying .....
and buying!
My mom was so thrilled, and so overwhelmed with the purchasing .... the evening was a success, and truly a kick off for great things to come!
Friday however, was a recovery day. ;) *somebody* had some red wine Thursday evening at the successful party, and her head was a wee bit tender in the AM. It was a challenge, ahem for her to function for the first few hours of the morning. But with time, and a gallon of water, I, erhm, SHE seemed to feel somewhat back to her old self.
she went to bed early Friday night though. :
another hockey day today, in a far away city ... a little drive, with the little man, and a great game he played. daddy stayed home today with the little lady for some QT and some holiday decorating (yep, earning some browning points rigging up those lights, he is!) and the place looks great!
looking forward to our Sunday .... some skating in the AM, hockey team photos, and then a later afternoon game ..... in between there, perhaps a tree tagging!
there is a little nip in the air tonight, and with that nip and the lights up and on the house, the Holiday cards almost ready to be sent off with the post office, i am feeling very, very festive .... december arrived *just in time* ~~
let the Holidays begin!
have a great sunday!
I was so happy for her .... packed house, loads of yummies from the friend who catered for me (and is starting his very own business, too) and loads of happy ladies buying ....
buying .....
and buying!
My mom was so thrilled, and so overwhelmed with the purchasing .... the evening was a success, and truly a kick off for great things to come!
Friday however, was a recovery day. ;) *somebody* had some red wine Thursday evening at the successful party, and her head was a wee bit tender in the AM. It was a challenge, ahem for her to function for the first few hours of the morning. But with time, and a gallon of water, I, erhm, SHE seemed to feel somewhat back to her old self.
she went to bed early Friday night though. :
another hockey day today, in a far away city ... a little drive, with the little man, and a great game he played. daddy stayed home today with the little lady for some QT and some holiday decorating (yep, earning some browning points rigging up those lights, he is!) and the place looks great!
looking forward to our Sunday .... some skating in the AM, hockey team photos, and then a later afternoon game ..... in between there, perhaps a tree tagging!
there is a little nip in the air tonight, and with that nip and the lights up and on the house, the Holiday cards almost ready to be sent off with the post office, i am feeling very, very festive .... december arrived *just in time* ~~
let the Holidays begin!
have a great sunday!
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