December 2005 Archives

as of late, thomas and i have been discussing whether or not to have kids soon.

my question is, with a cat like this, why have kids?  do you see the fat cat lying on his back?  do you see that?  well, this is normal in our household.

we can't go to the bathroom alone, they wake us up in the middle of the night, they cry when they are hungry, the are utter tyrants with us, they are heavy, demanding and pushy... they are furry little children.

why have kids?

at christmas, children are alive with anticipation.  anticipation for gifts, santa, food, cookies, the next toy, whatever the next big thing is.

this evening at our home, t and i host my family for the holidays.  and my cousin's children were in full movement as you can see by the photo.  but what is fascinating, as fast as time goes for adults-- there is never enough time-- and as slow as it goes for kids-- it takes forever for all the big things to come-- we move at opposite speeds.

thomas, as still as a statue had no idea i was taking a photo.  and wasn't posing, yet he is still watching the hustle and bustle of the boys passing out the christmas gifts. 

merry christmas to everyone out there.  and if you celebrate something else, merry that to you.  i am exhausted and off to bed, as soon as i can muster enough strength to get up and get there.

so.  i live here in ky.  the land of the deep fat fried anything.

yes.  today t and i witnessed the biggest faux pas i have ever seen.  a woman who weighed at least 300 lbs in a lime green velour jogging suit.

now.  i know that some people cannot help their weight.  some people have worked hard on their weight all their lives.  failed over and over again.  i am not saying one should feel bad for being overweight.  what i am saying is that lime green velour is not the way to cry out for help.

i don't care how big you are, or how big you are not.  lime green velour is not flattering.  ever.  never.  never ever ever.  hell, no velour is good.

this has been a public service announcement.  burn the velour and stop the madness.

yes.  i know when the end is happening.  the heaven's have opened up.  trumpets are trumpeting.  and the end is coming.

tomorrow is the last day of classes which means i have a crap load to grade, finals to give and a yearly portfolio to finish.  i shall whine the entire time.  yes.  i shall kick and scream.  there is no going down gracefully for this princess.

and then, i shall spend a merry christmas.  i shall go to montreal and freeze my @$$ off.  but, yeah, the angels have spoken.  the end is coming.

where have i been?  has the blogging world missed me?  well.  let me explain.

it is the end of the semester.  you know the drill, students go nuts because they have papers to do, tests to study for, and projects to complete.

thank god i am not a student.

but i am the one who gives those assignments.  and has to grade them since i assign them.  so that is part of where i have been. 

the other part is a sexy 8 footer.  oh yeah baby.  you know what i am talking about.  our tree.  8' of rock'on xmas spirit is sitting in our living room and is decked out like no hall.

i still haven't named him, and yes i name our tree every year.  and he is by far the best looking tree we have ever had.  he is gorgeous.  perfect.

the other part of my time was seeing the movie walk the line.  it was very well done.  and well.  thomas does love him some reese witherspoon.  so much so, she is now the wallpaper on my laptop.  how she ends up on my laptop and not his is beyond me.  but oh well.  she's a cutie.