A bit early aren't we?

I wonder if Minky knows that these won't be any good by the time she needs them in 6 years or so...

Freaking cute!

Bomb keeps running up to Goliath, our pug, petting him all gently, and saying (ever so sweetly) "Happy Christmas, Golly... I love you."

*melt*

Goodness...

I was up until 3 am.... reading Twilight! Scratch that... finishing Twilight (I'd read about 30 pages the night before). I swore I wasn't going to give into the fad but the first book was on sale so... why the heck not? I'm not even into romance or vampire/sci-fi books but I got sucked in! *sigh*

Happy Birthday Minky!!

The sweetie pie is 5 today! Yikes! She gets to choose where we go for lunch today and then we're going to bake cookies (oreo truffles perhaps??) and put together the gingerbread house she got at her birthday party on Sunday. Fun fun!

*sigh* Time flies way too fast!

Scrumdiddlyumptious!

If you like spicy buffalo wings, you'll looooove this dip! I know I do!

Buffalo Chicken Dip

5 cups cooked and shredded chicken (I use 3-4 of those big frozen chicken breasts, boiled)
16 ounces cream cheese
12 ounces Franks Buffalo Sauce
2 cups diced celery
1 cup crumbled blue cheese

1 cup of monterey jack cheese, shredded (mozzarella works nicely too)

Combine the first 5 ingredients in a crock pot (5qt+) and cook on *LOW* for 2 or 3 hours or until melty and wonderful. If you want it faster, cook it on high but watch it carefully because it burns easily (for me anyways!) Throw the monterey jack/mozz cheese on top, cover and cook until it melts. DIG IN! Serve with tortilla chips... or spoons, whatevs, I don't judge.

Note: If you have more than 4 buffalo-loving people in your party/house, you'll want to double this... I ALWAYS run out!

Silly Boy...

The bomb decided he needed festive tassels for his teeny little boy-boobies... *sigh*

Hey Ryan... This Bud's for you...

Wikiwhat?

I freaking love you.

Have a nice day.

Can pass beauty school... can't solve basic problems.

Soooo my regular hair stylist doesn't work at FS's anymore... I dunno where she went. She was totally the coolest chick evar!! Anyways, so I ended up with some new chick with brain damage.

Her: So, do you ever wear your hair curly?
Me: No, never

A few minutes later, she's gooping "Curl Enhancing" mousse in my hair.
Me: No no no, I don't "do" curly... you don't have to round-brush it or anything but don't put curl-goop in it please.

A few minutes elapse...
Her: Do you ever straighten your hair?

*cricket chirping*

She ended up making it fluffy and curly and it looks ridiculous. Once the kids are done watching their movie here tonight, I'm going to whip out the flat iron and see what we've got going on.

I MISS MY GIIIRRRLL!!!!!!!!! *sob*

K, here're the photos! Not soooo bad...

BEFORE:



And AFTER:

The Grinch...

First and foremost, I question the national security of Whoville. They're, no doubt, aware of the fact that the grinch is a sociopath and has been watching their every move for well over 50 years and stewing in his own self-loathing and mental illness. Obviously, Whos are ingenius beings capable of creating contraptions that would allow for their protection and/or to apprehend and detain the grinch for suspicious activity. It's the naturally trusting and childlike nature of the Whos that prevented them from taking such measures. Alright, so retrospect is 20/20... I can cut them some slack. Bottom line, less time making 7-seater "bicycles" with 12 randomly-placed horns and flooflonkers (seriously, who needs more than 1 flooflonker?!)... more time protecting their borders.

And of course, there's the Grinch himself who clearly should have been institutionalized for bipolar disorder and, likely, a slew of other mental ailments long before his kleptomania set in. Perhaps he has an underlying disease that could have been diagnosed at a young age before it affected his brain (swollen ankles, disjointed neck, small heart, nervous tic in his fingers). Then again, maybe it's the system that's to blame... I'm sure grinches don't get full medical and dental coverage. The system can always be blamed.

What you don't see, after the serving of the roast beast, is a small army of Whos seizing the grinch to imprison him to await trial by jury.

I'm pretty sure the Whos, despite their nature, still have the death penalty. Wonder what came of that...

Blerg

I hate Christmas... too much money-spending and family for my tastes.

That is all.