Let's Try This AGAIN

Well the house is decorated and Speedbump is really impressed with the whole kitchen area because I removed more than a few items from the area, knick knacks, plants and the like. It is now a festive Christmas kitchen with no hopes of items finding their way back in there since well I don't remember where I packed them :smile.

As promised a photo of Speedbumps handy work outside our home for Christmas. I'm very proud of his handy man work in such a quick nature.

Here is our home should you wander by to look at lights at night ~

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I haven't gotten the photo's of the house taken yet and apparently this won't be happening until after Speedbump picks up "BIG NONNIE".

I can hear Buffy now, Nonnie is going to be in town, I so love her :smile. Well guess what Buffy, there are no more sugar crisp left, I didn't share them either!!! Mom when she reads this will be cussing me because when I went over there a few nights after getting my beloved sugar crisp, I forgot to take her one. Sorry mom!!! I love ya well I had to beg, borrow, promise and did I mention beg??? I don't do that well, but this time it worked :biggrin.

Well peeps ~ I've got gifts to wrap ~ and family members to feed bright and early and get them on the road ~ if you don't visit again until after the holidays let me say to you now Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!!! :drinking

MARRIAGE CHANGES PASSION ~ SUDDENLY YOU'RE IN BED WITH A RELATIVE

And last but not least a funny compliments of mom and dad ~

A Letter From Santa

Attention; I have been watching you very closely to see if you have been
good this year, and since you have, I will be telling my elves to make
some goodies for me to leave under your tree at Christmas. I was going
to bring you all gifts from the 12 Days of Christmas, but we had a
little problem.

The 12 fiddlers fiddling have all come down with VD from fiddling with
the 10 ladies dancing. The 11 lords-a-leaping have knocked up the 8
maid-a-milking, and the 9 pipers piping have been arrested for doing
weird things to the 7 swans- a-swimming. The 6 geese-a-laying, 4
calling birds, 3 french hens, 2 turtle doves, and the partridge in the
pear tree have me up to my sled runners in bird shit.

On top of all this, Mrs. Claus is going through menopause, 8 of my
reindeer are in heat, the elves have joined the gay liberation, and some
people who can't read a calendar have scheduled Christmas for the 5th of
January.

Maybe next year I will get my shit together and bring you the things
you want. This year, I suggest you get your asses down to Wal Mart
before everything is gone.

Sincerely,

Santa Claus