Monday, January 23, 2012

Guess who came home last night?!

Clue #1: his family has been missing him for a long time.

Clue #2: His Giants pulled it off
just as he arrived at the airport --
a welcome home gift!

Clue #3: He makes us all proud to be Americans!

Clue #3: He and the missus love them some Proseco!

Clue #4: We turned our Christmas lights
back on in his his honor!

Look who it is!
We're so glad to have him back!

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Small pleasures: Look what I found!

Oh my gosh! I found these shoes in the clearance rack at DSW! People, I literally skipped to the cash register. It's true.

So let's see . . . how many identical pairs of these rockin' red loafers have I now purchased? One pair for Coleen. One pair for Carolyn. And one two three pairs for me.

They don't call me frugal for nothing!

Thursday, January 5, 2012

Snapshot: here's how hellhounds ring in the New Year

So while the husband and I, along with the tall boy and the sunny girl, got all dolled up and went out into the night on New Year's Eve, the girl in charge was feeling a little bit under the weather. She decided to stay home and snuggle up under a blanket and watch all the David Tennant "Doctor Who" episodes. The girl in charge knows how to handle illness.

But when she wandered downstairs for a snack, here's a photo of what she found: Watson, casually relaxing on top of his crate, with not a thought at all about eating that double tiered arrangement of cookies right by his head. No sirree -- not our sweet old Watson; he's just sitting there reading his Bible.

One question still remains: how did he get there?

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Snapshot: Santa brought tickets!

Santa made this theater-loving family happy by bringing all of us tickets to see the fabulous Billy Elliot at the Kennedy Center.

Grandma Donna loved the tap-dancing the most, while the girl urchins rocked out to the "Angry Dance" and the tall boy and his dad (ardent Thatcherites) snickered in spite of their best efforts at "Merry Christmas, Maggie Thatcher;" the lyrics are hilarious but a little mean -- so you'll just have to Google them yourself. I loved all of it, and I know one thing for sure:

I'll never look at a tutu the same way again.