December 19, 2011

• Twas One Week Before Christmas

  

  (Creepy tranny Santy) 

  All through the house I have a new room mate moving in. A youngish guy from Juneau Alaska. He moves in a couple of days. He seems ok. He is in for a house full of drinking ladies cooking and cackling over Christmas. Lucky him. (I warned him but he still wants to move in early)

  

  Esme is not much of a stirrer by any stretch of the imagination

  Not a creature was stirring but I am thinking about adopting a rescue pet. There is a well recommended rescue place up the hill and I have been inquiring about their pet population. I am thinking older medium sized dog. Like me.

  

  It has been about three weeks since my car took a dump, I cannot wait to be mobile!

  My sleigh is getting towed to a mechanic who will it fix up for me this week. I look forward to the prancing and pawing of Old Blues little hooves. Boy, does not having a car make me feel so stranded and hopeless. It is not true but it sure feels true at the time. Glad it is fleeting. 

   

  My Actual Holly Jolly Hall Decking taken with my hipstamatic app on the old smarty pants phone I have had that voodoo Christmas doll for flipping years

  My halls are brightly decked. I may decorate a little more. I am looking forward to guests over the holidays. Still planning my menu. My thoughts are swirled around tasty treats. I don’t foresee sugar plum pudding or roast goose making the final cut. I do expect to see us partaking in some Holiday Spirits. I am very sparkly about making these plans!

  
  

  So Blue Schmu!

  I am getting into the holiday spirit. I am looking forward to family (my son) and friends (several) hanging out for Christmas. I have managed getting around for work stuff. Getting lots of exercise. I hate it but this soon shall pass! I have sold a couple of things to pay for the replacement engine for my car. 

  Ok…now for something that will make you go “hmmmm?” (during my internet search for the above content the following items came up)

  
  

   The site link for this crazy little graphic was a little something like this (the headline is the link to the article)

  7 Year Old Swiss McDonald’s Customer finds Condom in Happy Meal

  and this

  

  This has something to do with a program called Happy Tree Friends

  Forgive me, I am fifty, I do not understand what any of this means.So I asked my son and he explains to me this: “They are like cuddly cartoon creatures who mutilate each other.” He says he does not watch this program but it is now a bit of pop culture that I have been made aware of. I will not be stymied by middle age. No way.

  Ok, that is all the news that is fit to print at this time.

  Good night kids – see you with some hot chocolate and mistle toe soon.

  xxoo

   

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