lots of posting going on. i thought about taking mommy's advice and starting fresh for the new year, but even if i did that i'd already be behind. whoops! so, screw it. it's february, here's x-mas. i'm whipping up a blog tornado, or blognado, if you will, so fasten your hatches and batten down those seatbelts, or whatever. slowly sip your coffee in a comfortable desk chair. go ahead, recline.whatevs.
tons of stuff to get up, and to keep me on track, there may be more days of just pics, because quite frankly writing is a chore. and while we're talking about pictures, the photoblog is back up and running, with apologies to mems who will have seen a lot of the entries in book form via one of her x-mas presents. that's how i reward my supporters- repetition and redundancy! i call them the three r's(redundancy is in there twice, mathletes). happy x-mas!
tons of stuff to get up, and to keep me on track, there may be more days of just pics, because quite frankly writing is a chore. and while we're talking about pictures, the photoblog is back up and running, with apologies to mems who will have seen a lot of the entries in book form via one of her x-mas presents. that's how i reward my supporters- repetition and redundancy! i call them the three r's(redundancy is in there twice, mathletes). happy x-mas!
beatrix marie! what are you still doing in bed?





every year teed and i trek out to the woods to cut down a good sized tree for the living room. a good size, in this case, usually means a thirteen footer. last year we found a tree farm that had huge trees, so we thought we were set. after you cut it down and drag it to the shack, they shake it off and wrap it in a plastic hair-net-type-thing, easy-peasy for the top of your car. well, we went back this year to find that most people, because the smaller trees were scarce, had chopped the tops off of the larger trees. this presented us with a ton of great 'stump' options, but not so much by way of a large tree. after much debate, we settled on the best one we could find.
this was a special year of sorts, as the job of light-master was passed from teed to aunt marge, now known as the light-mistress. it's easily the suckiest job, and i say this even in light of the fact that i get covered with needles, sap, dirt, old bird's nests, probable animal poop of an indiscernible origin, etc. all while putting the tree up. i would cut, haul, and stand twenty trees rather than have to do the lights for one. it just sucks. aunt marge willingly assumed the title, and took to it with great aplomb. the results were stupendous.





some other faves from the department of presents (not to be confused with the 'present' department, of which this blog is in no way part of. we deal strictly in the past. particularly ancient history).


one of the highlight presents was a book of photos and narrative of uncle ben's proposal to aunt marge.


it's hard to say what present was bebe's favorite, but she sure lovedthis new doll. for those of you that haven't heard, absolutely unprompted by any of us, she named it 'josh.'




when uncle chuck, aunt karen, and carly and james got there, they brought a special present for bebe. it was a rocking chair that belonged to teed and uncle chuck's mommy when she was a little girl.







once we got back home, it was time to head out to grammie and grampa glen's house.











auntie jamie was off with uncle dwayne, but she left her present for bebe with the fam!

so ends x-mas! sure am glad that's over, a month later...
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