Can Someone Come Get These Things Off My Porch!?

Christmas Morning Shots

Ove Gloves.
As seen on TV.
My mama. Our family "is a puzzlement!"
Jen's cowgirl necklace.

We usually have a "Two Dog Entrance Fee" to get in my door.

Ghosts of Christmas Past

When I had my big house, I displayed my photos from past Christmases in frames that were painted red and decorated with, well, you can imagine. My casita now has waaay fewer walls, so I made copies of the originals and put them on tags. Everyone spent some time looking through them and exclaiming about them.
"Oh, remember this Mom?"
and
"There you were! Always teasing the baby of the family!"

Party Time!

The carolers. Before
How they looked later.
The tree...
...and why it was empty from two feet down.

The FAM is on it's way.
Time to rearrange the letters that spell out NOEL to say LEON.
Time to reposition the snowmen into various rude positions.
Time to talk about what Mikey did with the turkey baster. (He hates this part.)
Time to recall the ghosts of Christmas past.
Must go set up the bar.
And sing like the wild people all the while!
Ding Dong Ding Dong

Hope that yours is as nutty as you want it to be!!!

Please Don't Leave Me!!

My Mac is going to have to go to the hospital.

I think it is because Lexie sat on the keyboard for several minutes making dozens of mmmmmmmmmmmmmm's and ;;;;;;;;;;;;;and'''''''''''''''''''''''andffffffffffffffffffffffff,etc.

Son thinks it isn't that, but here we are in the Season when the Wild People sing, (I think I was in high school before I found out it was actually, "WHILE people sing"), and I can't post any pictures of how funny my tree looks with the bottom two feet of it bare, and the picture of Lexie's bed full of decorations.

Then there is the tag banner that I made with pictures of Christmasses past.

Oh, Snap.

I'll be back.

Danny's Song

My blogging machine is misbehaving these days. My personal computer nerd is working on it.
Meanwhile, I submit this song for you to download. It's my cousin, Danny.

http://www.facebook.com/n/?inbox%2Freadmessage.php&t=1298685271022&mid=18e621dG616d4f97Gd69e49G0

CMA Review- Came out in the Newapaper today

Lynn’s Review of the 2009 CMA’s

Coming from a person who cut her country teeth on George Jones, Merle Haggard, and Conway Twitty, (kicking and screaming all the way, I might add), this year’s Country Music Award Show was refreshing. Refreshing, but not Reeealy country, if you get my drift.

The best new artist turns out to be one of my favorite pop music singers, Darius Rucker, the easily identifiable voice of Hootie and the Blowfish.

Definitely not country.

Lady Antebellum is a mellifluous-sounding group and I plan to get their music to play in my car. Their music is not the music I would categorize as country, but they won Country Vocal Group of the Year. They were even wearing three-piece suits, for Pete’s sake! Since when do country music people wear three-piece suits? Furthermore, nobody had Big Hair.

The “Country Look” seems to be gone. Miranda Lambert had one band member with a Mohawk and another one looked like a cop.

There were several songs comparing Today with the Past. (The Past being more desirable, of course.) It appears to be a trend.

Tim McGraw sang a song called Southern Voice. It was sort of “We Didn’t Start the Fire” in action verbs.

Sugarland, or as I call them, Jennifer Nettles and some guy who plays the guitar, won Vocal Duo of the year. I like her. A lot. When I first heard her sing, I thought she had a harsh twangy voice that did not please me, but I soon came to understand that she has wonderful, dramatic voice control and she can grab her listeners by the (pick a body part) and hold them in her spell until she decides to let them go at the end of her song. Powerful.

Martina McBride sang “I Was Country When Country Wasn’t Cool” but the wrong George showed up to sing along. Dang! I hate it when the wrong George shows up!

Too many new country songs tell a convoluted story which is good the first time you hear it, but the tenth, the twentieth, and the forth-third time, not so much. People are crazy but you should have seen it in color. Yawn.

Taylor. Oh Taylor!
She won all of the biggies of the evening and her age still ends in -teen.
She said she has done everything she has ever wanted to do.
And all that life to get through!
What to do…what to do now…

He WON!! Danny WON!!!!

ALL of these beautiful souls won!

We are proud of you, Danny!
Now SING!!

Family on The Biggest Loser - Final Tonight!

WATCH TONIGHT!!!
This is IT!!! The Last Show!!
A family member is on Biggest Looser!
This is my cousin Darci's husband.
His name is Danny Cahill.
He is on Biggest Loser. STILL!!!!!!

I think he just might win!
My sister and two brothers are with them now!
They say he looks amazing!

Watch the show! He is doing great! We are all so proud of him.
Become a fan of his on Facebook!
Go now!
You'll be glad you did!
You will love him even if he is not your cousin's husband.
Have I ever lied to you?
Go!
Why are you still here!?
Go!

Addendum To Christmas Tree Caper

This was not scary. Just fun. Even though we slid around a bit.




This is Jen, my dil. Cute!
And below is the bridge that was in the movie, Stand By Me.
Scary.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z3Y5eI6jh84
The railroad tracks have been removed from the above bridge and the raised road below.
Sliding sideways off the raised road? Scary.
Crazy son threatening to drive on the bridge? Heart Attack Scary!

I brought a couple of big railroad spikes home. What shall I do with them?

Murdering Trees For The Season

Who in their right mind would trust me with a chain saw?
No one, that's who.
They just let me hold it while they took the picture.
We (family) went into the forest to fetch a Christmas tree. We had three 4X4 trucks, three permits to murder a tree, and a chain saw.


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What we won't do to make our houses smell like Christmas!




This "road" used to be a train track.


This bumper sticker...



...was on this little unassuming truck.

Nice Words In the Wrong Order Can Be Deviant

This is Jack. One Christmas he received this item, shown in the picture. I forgot what it is called, but it is a wonderful teaching tool. The child can touch the little wand on any word and the man who lives in the book will read the word aloud.

Can I tell you how much fun his uncle had with this device? He picked words from around the book and touched them in sequence to make the book man say the most horrid, vile, disgusting things.
Then everyone would fall over on each other laughing.

Except for me.

Because I am above all of that.

Oh. I forgot. You already know me.

Outdoor Wednesday - Fall Edition

This is the view off my back deck. My nephew, Joey took this one. You can see the creek
This is Go Wei who stands guard at the gate. He's fixed up for Christmas.
Here he is again because I am apparently lame.
House - Well house to the right and my studio behind that.
This was supposed to be a walk down my driveway but this is how the pictures turned out,
Again. Lame. This picture features Kunta Kitty, The Mighty Hunter.


Barn
I thought the pictures would turn out better if I got in the shade of the telephone pole.

Cologne Ambush, Youth Dew, and Canoe

I bought a new fabric softener last week and it smells like Ambush cologne. Isn't it amazing how a scent will woosh you backwards in a time tunnel! It was THE scent of the 60's. If you didn't wear it you were simply a social zero. Consequently all the girls smelled just alike.

Later it became mandatory to hose one's self down with Youth Dew



The guys wore Canoe for the same reasons, I guess.
I think I run into town and see if I can sniff me some Canoe and see who I think of.

A southern Ca-lee-fornia Thanksgiving

Number ONE- Get a Toe Job from the only sort of mani-pedi places available.
You wan get callus off? Only fie dolla moh. You want moh mass-age? Only sik dollah moh.
You want "sno frake" on da toe? Only sik dollah mo.
Is you dautta? Rook rike sistas.



The dogs played non-stop.




Men in the kitchen. Is anything better?
We had a personal chef in the form of Martie's father in law, Louie.


He made us a genuine Indonesian feast.
He made
Bamie,
Pangsit,
Krupuk,
and,
Atjar.



I will tell you right now that it was delicious.


Well, YES, I did go off my diet.


Totally worth it.




The drive home was rawther annoying, but we decided it was ALSO totally worth it.
Lexie was
de-sausted of all that playing!