Snow

Dangit!

Look at Dallas, then look at New York.

What are the odds?

Merry Christmas

We have been having a big time around here, celebrating Christmas (the first of three) and trying to get ready for our trip. Our Dallas Christmas was really nice. It was fun to watch the Peanut rip off the paper and try to eat it, showing no interest in what was actually inside the paper. I received so many nice gifts from Kev that I can't name them all here, but there is going to be lots of arts and crafts in the New Year if I can find the time. He also got me (us) a new digital camera...a really nice one with lots of cool features. So after the holidays, I will probably be updating the Peanut Gallery a lot more often as I experiment with photography. I can't wait to play with all my new toys.
Our second Christmas will be in New York. We're leaving tomorrow, and I am a little freaked out because we are supposed to be having thunderstorms in the morning. I am a terrible flyer on a clear day, so I fear a panic attack is unavoidable. I was also disappointed to find out it is not very cold in New York, much less snowing, so my sledding plans will probably not happen. All that being said, we are going to have lots of fun in New York with family and dogs and babies. Once the plane lands at LaGuardia, I will be fine.
Christmas number three will happen when we get back, probably on or around New Year's Day, with my family in Garland. I am looking forward to the great Christmas breakfast my mom always makes, and who knows, maybe it will snow in Texas!
Probably won't blog until after the holidays. I hope all of you have a safe and happy Christmas!

Where's Waldo

Christmas Song

http://www.thecompassgroup.biz/merryxmas.swf

turn up the volume and click the link, then dance around in your cubicle like there's no tomorrow.

Thanks, KSB.

Ho Ho Ho Hum

Yesterday we took the Peanut to see the Garland mall Santa. She was very suspicious. She kept looking up at him, and then at me, and then at him, and then at me. It was pretty funny. Santa was very indifferent, and gave her one very un-hearty token ho ho ho. At least his beard was real. This picture was taken right before Daphne let out a little warning whimper. We got her away before the crying started. She didn't even get to tell him what she wants for Christmas.

Fall Down Fallout

Now my back is starting to hurt, and for a while this morning, I couldn't remember how old I am.

Here's One for Brad's Log...

So, my mom says I never listen to her, and I guess today she was proven right. See, she's always giving me great advice like, "Don't fall down," and I'll be danged if I didn't do just that first thing this morning. Back in the days before the Peanut, I used to use the "front" bathroom at our house. Oh, how large and luxurious it is! Alas, it is located right next to the baby's room, so in order not to wake her up, I moved into the bathroom in our bedroom. Now, I'm not really complaining. It's a small sacrifice, and I'm sure it's no picnic for Kev to have to share a bathroom with me. (At least my hair has stopped falling out in big clumps!) But the problem is, his shower is about the size of a phone booth, and it is darn near impossible to shave your legs in there. You have to contort yourself into all kinds of crazy positions and stand on one foot, and that is exactly what I was doing when SPLAT! I fell right down onto the shower floor. I think I emerged uninjured except for my pride. The worst thing that happened was that I got soap all in my mouth and eyes. Anyway, I guess I better start listening to my mom.

Babalu

Bongos are OK, but what we really need is...

More Cowbell

Hippo on my Head

Fa La La La La

So, every time I drive my dad's car, I am treated to the all-Christmas-songs-all-the-time radio station, which I don't mind so much in small doses. I like the classic Christmas songs, but I can't listen to the generic pop-star versions of classics, like Beyonce doing White Christmas or Carrie Underwood doing I'll be Home for Christmas, or Celine Dion doing, well, anything. But what's even worse is the generic pop-star doing a generic NEW Christmas song. Those songs are so lame and boring. For example, I keep hearing a Bryan Adams one about every day being Christmas, and it is just awful. And don't even get me started on the Kelly Clarkson one.

I'd like to put the challenge out there for someone to write a new Christmas song that is actually good, and not full of cliches and general sappiness. I am not sure it can be done.

Here are my top three Christmas songs in no particular order:

Oh, Holy Night sung by Kev's dad on Christmas Eve.
Christmas Time is Here (Vince Guaraldi/Peanuts)
and
The Chipmunk Song of course.

What are your favorites? (shameless attempt for comments, I know...please forgive me. I am stuck without a car for a few days, and Kev has banned me from checking the mail, and the Peanut isn't the greatest conversationalist, so this is just about all I've got).

Half Birthday

Today the Peanut is six months old. Hard to believe. Happy Birthday, Daphne Claire!