All right then: Two days of catch up.
Let’s cover Christmas: My wife got me a great coat, some CD’s I love as well as a couple of DVD’s and some wonderful gift cards to the Mecca. (As said in previous BLOG entries, that’s Bass Pro Shops). We had a great morning. Especially Keira. She got an art easel that she draws on quite a bit and her Zhu Zhu pets. She likes those as well. Many things from the west friends and family as well like coloring books and puzzles.
The boy, Nic got some cool stuff too, clothes he needed and wanted and my wife and I put together a box of all the things he has stolen from us in the past and on a regular basis so he will stay away from them in the near future: Underwear (mine not my wife’s), Slim Jims, Oreo’s, an orange chocolate ball, socks etc….
I got my wife some of the things she likes but nothing like I really wanted to get here. Next year will be different on every front.
Last night we missed on the tapas meal a little. We made onion rings and Bruschetta. I tried to make some homemade potato cakes and missed terribly. We also skipped on the potato skins but should make some this week or soon. While the kids are here, we plan to make Pizza Meat loaf, Potato Soup and General Tsaos. We’ll also have some homemade fresh salsa and a chicken pesto tortilla pizza or two. A trip to either the sushi place or the Mongolian stir-fry may be in there as well but we’ll see when they get here.
No onto events of the day. I took the hams to work for the folks working Christmas day. I hope they enjoyed that because they sure looked good. Left there and then trekked to find some hamburger for my wife’s lasagna since we forgot it at the store yesterday. This was an effort of course on Christmas Day. But I found a Mexican grocery that was open and it had some great lean meat there as well as vegetables and such. Picked up a few tomatoes never can have enough, and we headed home.
I tried to watch Predators a second time and fell asleep in the exact same spot. Action movies like that just don’t do it for me anymore. I need a movie that will make me think. I woke up and made a grill cheese in my iron skillet and some tomato soup. Yummy lunch.
Later my wife began cooking the ingredients for the lasagna. I went in to start some of the bread we were going to have for dinner and was putting my ingredients aside as Oliver our cat, began pacing back and forth on the pony wall. My wife had a candle burning on the end and the wall ends right in front of the cupboard where his food is kept. When he does this he is saying, “Hey stupid! You haven’t fed me, or I don’t remember you feeding me so how bout some grub!” As we went to the cupboard to get
I want that Yoshi Knife! WOW! And it cuts mufflers too! Sorry, watching an infomercial while this mountain climbing show is on from Yosemite on Ultimate Sports Network. There even showing my dull knives on here as the alternative that sucks. Lord. Back to the story…
Every time I went to the cupboard or Mel did, he would trot over to the edge to paw at us and make us notice him and get his food with a meow. Now I am over by the sink and I see him step across the wall over the candle and reach toward Mel. Keira is down below looking up at him laughing. Now Melina is saying “Oliver, you’re gonna singe your hair again.” (He has often singed his hair by sitting too close to the flame. His tail swishes and he sits there till it burns like a moron and then the house smells like brunt hair and he yelps and looks around at us like we did it.)
This time the moron stays over the flame and Melina is yelling, “You’re on fire! you’re on fire!” and swooshing at him with her hand. I see the smoke and start laughing because he’s just standing there over the flame, smoke rising and Keira is squealing and Melina is yelling and batting at him to get down and she finally pushes him off. Oliver flies off the wall and looks at me like ‘What the hell? I just want some food!”
Melina looks at me and yells, “You’re no help!”
Keira runs off under the table yelling “Olivour is on fiwer! On Fiwer!
Oliver in the mean time, still smoldering, is by the sliding windows looking outside bewildered thinking, “You can pick your friends but you can’t pick your family. SOMEBODY OPEN THE DAMN DOOR! I’M GONNA PROVE THAT PHRASE WRONG!”
I’m still laughing as I walk out of the kitchen toward the cat. Melina is telling me the whole story and I feel like the referee that was signaling good, when the other referee was signaling no good because the ball went outside the pole on his side of the field goal but I didn’t see it. We checked him out and other than singes fur and stank, he was fine and no wore for the wear, however, he reminded me of the dog in Funny Farm where Chevy Chase had to lift the dog’s tail out of the fair and put it out because he was so lazy.
That cat man, he has a rough existence but he is happy. He has plenty of laps to get on, he is part of most of Keira’s little play sets whether he wants to be or not and Penny loves him and when Luke goes outside for a walk, Oliver pines for him to come back until he walks back in the door.
So now I am watching this mountain climbing show as I write this and I find myself very interested in the freedom and release this sport brings to a soul, however, there is no way in hell I will be climbing any mountain any time soon especially El Capitan. But I do admire them greatly. When they talk of their younger existence and how they mastered these peaks, you see their eyes light up and they are living it all over again. They are living it with zeal and are relaying a piece of history where the sport changed and they lead the change. It is very inspiring to watch as they speak technical jargon and nomenclature and how they used it to scale these faces. Applying that kind of fervor and commitment to any thing you do will make you feel good about your effort as well as your accomplishments regardless of the outcome. You guessed it, I can’t wait to get out fly fishing.
Well that’s all for today, maybe more tomorrow after the kidlets get here and my fantasy football championship is over. Hopefully, I will be a few dollars richer after Monday night’s game.
XO ILY YM
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