Uh-Oh

My hair fell off.

I finally gave into The Urge.

Misreads

In a book:

"You ever see one of those crazy movies about cats and trucks that turn into robots?"

"Transformers. The science..."

It was at this point I said to myself, what do cats have to do with Transformers.

Then I reread the sentence.

"You ever see one of those crazy movies about cars and trucks that turn into robots?"

Oh. Yeah, that's better.

On a sign:

Fresh Today!

Vampire Tomatoes!

I was driving past a farmers market and I caught the sign out of the corner of my eye as we were going past. I couldn't stop because there was too much traffic, so Surly Teenager turned around and read the sign to me.

Fresh Today!

Vine Ripe Tomatoes!

Oh. Yeah, that's better.

To this day she likes to remind me about Vampire Tomatoes.

Whew!

Job Of The Day: I took down the Christmas tree.

That's not as impressive as it sounds. Because this was the Christmas tree this year:

See the little boxes in front of it? Decorations that never made it on the tree. Surly Teenager thought the tree looked a little naked with just lights. So I bought some little ornaments for her to put on, and she never did.

All done:

Whew! Who's ready for a nap?

'Round And 'Round She Goes

This probably isn't going to be as funny as it seemed at the time...maybe it is, I'm getting giggly again thinking about it...

Aunt Martha is a long time friend of the family, to my in-laws. She's in her 80's and is a talker, hard of hearing and missing part of a leg to diabetes.

She called Christmas evening because she was having problems with her electric chair and had gotten wedged in somewhere and couldn't maneuver herself out.

Hubby went to rescue her.

When he got back he said the connectors to the battery were dirty so he cleaned them as well as he could. He told her, "You got a lot of carbon scoring here. It looks like you have seen a lot of action." (In case you are not a Super Nerd like Hubby, that is a quote from Star Wars) Of course she only said "What?"

By his 3rd trip to rescue her, he was going to make her put the chair up and switch to her walker. Even though he had cleaned the connections, it still wasn't maneuvering correctly.

It was going in circles.

And that is when the silliness began. With us all sitting around the kitchen table, picturing poor old Aunt Martha spinning in circles and laughing our asses off. There were jokes about her chasing her cats that way - about her spinning like Gretchen's new Stir Crazy - and about how of course she would go in circles because she is missing a leg.

I know. We are awful, horrible people.

But I can just see her. Going in circles. Oh my.

What Day Is It?

I lose all track of time when I don't have to go to work.

I got up and yelled at Hubby for turning off the alarm and did a mad rush to get ready for my dentist appointment.

As I was about to run out the door, the phone rang.

It was the dentist office confirming my appointment.

For tomorrow.

Resistance is futile

I have a strong urge to get my hair cut really short. I have had it for a while and I have been resisting because every other time I cut my hair short, I don't like it and can't wait for it to grow back out.

I don't think I can resist much longer.

I cut my bangs a few days ago.

The rest may soon follow.

Merry Christmas

A few Christmas photos:

Charlie pulled this from his stocking and after a moments scrutiny declared "This is for girls. Boys don't wear lip gloss." Even though it was green, and Charlie is all about green, he promptly handed it off to a sister. Further down in his stocking he came across a similar item, and after another moments scrutiny placed it on his pile of stuff saying "Boys can wear chapstick." I think the first one may have looked a little too sparkly for his manhood.

Melody and Dixie tearing in to their goodies.

Uncle Gary trying on his new work gloves.

Gretchen opening a gift and Lora Lynn putting on her Christmas bow.

The girls got these adorable dresses from their mom's friend who bought them in Africa.

Surly Teenager approves.

Aunt Bethie watching the madness from a safe distance

while guarding her pretty new glassware.

My Hubby. The dork.

Lazy Non-Teenager was mostly ill all weekend and didn't appreciate attempts at taking her picture.

Dowlan and Hubby snoozing after a tough morning of turkey frying.

This is Diego. He had his own stocking, along with one for Clementine and Abby. However, Diego was the only one smart enough to figure out which stocking had his name on it, get the treats out and try to dig in all by himself.

Turkey frying disaster averted by running all over town and scrounging up enough oil to fry them birds in.

The entertainment of the evening: watching popcorn pop in Gretchen's new Stir Crazy.