Santa found our house last night just fine. He ate a couple of the cookies that we left out for him, and left severl wrapped presents and a full stocking of goodies for everyone. The kids have been up since 6:00 am and have already opened everything here. I’m going to cook a nice brunch for us all in a little bit.
We are going to have a very busy next couple of days. I hope you have a nice Christmas, too.
The teachers and staff at the school my children attend decided to have an end of year party. It is called a Taste of Italy. Each child can invite one adult to come to the event, which is a spaghetti dinner. After the dinner they are giving away door prizes and having a DJ play music so the kids can dance. It sounds like great fun tonight.
Sometimes I happen upon a web site that has a wonderful collection of clip art and photos. More often, though, I find a piece that I like just mixed in with regular text or posts.
I found this one that made me laugh. I’m sorry I forget where I found it. If it is yours, please let me know. Anyway, I laugh because the guy looks just like the jerk that my grandmother married late in life. He was so anal about everything – a total perfectionist and a bitter, unhappy man that drank himself to death on 2-3 six-packs of Busch beer daily. I imagine if one of his neighbors had the ability he would have created this sculpture and targeted my step-grandfather.
