Sunday, December 26, 2010

Dreams of a White Christmas Came True

It's the day after Christmas and all through the house
Everyone is resting and and quiet as a mouse -------

Everyone except kitty, that is.  She doesn't understand snow.  She wants different food.  She wants attention.  She doesn't know what she wants.  Christmas was almost too much for her.

Our snow fall is a rare thing.  It's almost a fantasy to expect snow on Christmas.  This year we truly had a white Christmas complete with snow balls and a big snowman.  Never mind that the snowman used almost all the snow in our front yard.   Harry raided the fruit salad to complete Mr. Snowman's face.  Below is a close up of his face.  His grape eyes are a little deep set.  His apple wedge nose is bright green.  (It could have been red.)  His lips are watermelon.  A kitchen towel covered his frozen bald head.  Isn't he unique and beautiful?

Jesse was inside warming up when Harry made this picture.  (I stayed my chicken butt inside and observed from the windows!)

Jesse ran out without his coat for the picture opportunity.  He didn't linger.  Besides his loot was inside and needed attention.
Notice how much the boys have grown.   They are growning up fast. 

Harry had his first BIG gall stone attack last night.  Too much Christmas food, etc.  I knew he was in real pain when he got dressed and waited on the sofa for the car to warm up for the ride to the hospital.  Joe drove us because of the icy roads.  We were in the emergency room 3.5 hours beginning at 11:55.   It was good to get home, be almost pain free, and get some much needed sleep. 

We're having an easy quiet day with snow showers, freezing temps, and be thankful for all our blessings.  

Saturday, December 25, 2010

Merry Christmas to All

Christmas is here.  Dinner prep is in progress.  Gifts are waiting the arrival of kids.  Old folks are taking a minute to rest - not that we need to.  For the first time in many years we have snow fall.  It's snowing big flakes and lots of them.  We have 2.5 inches on the ground now and more is on the way.  (Harry made an "offical measurement" of the snow with a 50 cent Walmart ruler.  We believe in cutting edge technology.)

We know snow is not welcomed by most of you, but for us the snow is dreamy - especially at Christmas.

Everyone here is doing well.  We hope you are enjoying the best Christmas ever!  Thanks for stopping by.

Below is a picture looking from our drive across to the golf course.  We live in an older area that has above ground electric/phone/cable lines.  The lines look messy but do their job.

Below are a pictures of the back yard

And last, my view when I sit on the screened porch to watch the snow fall

Friday, December 10, 2010

Title? What Title??

The good news is the South is still sunny. The bad news is it is cold. It could be worse. We could have an ice storm topped with a foot of snow. Not much else to say about that.

James, the seven year old, has a bad case of strep throat. The other members of their household are being checked. Both Jesse and Mommy have sore throats. Keith (daddy) was not feeling well last evening. All that family needs is a long visit from the strep demon. Our youngest grandchild, Mav who lives in WI, is recovering from pneumonia and ear infections. Maddie, our little granddaughter who lives in AZ, was well when we last talked to her mommy. We love our little families and want them all to be well and happy. All four of the young ones are ready and waiting for Santa. (update: Mommy is just back from doctor and she also has strep.)

Christmas shopping is done. I have a couple of bake-to-give gifts to make. I'll do that closer to Christmas. I have a few Christmas things the boys have made over their few years. Those things are on the buffet and dropleaf table in the living room. That's our decorating this year. The kids have a big Christmas tree with no more room for ornaments. Harry and I will just enjoy theirs if we begin to feel Christmas tree deprived. I bought a new HO train set before
Jesse was born. My plan was to have a train running under our tree when the grandchildren were old enough to appreciate it. This year I faced reality and gave the train to Keith for their tree. (The reality is that Harry and I are more comfortable without a lot of "stuff" to put up and take down. We're old farts, you know.)

I know this is just dry mundane blogging. It's all I have. Maybe next time I'll have something exciting or newsy to write about.

Meantime, take care and know that I appreciate all my readers.