It doesn’t feel like the holidays unless I see
A Christmas Movie at least once during TNT’s all day marathon. If you haven’t seen this movie buy now, go out and purchase the DVD now.
“It is a lamp you nincompoop, but it’s a major award!”…classic. My full list and videos after the jump...
Have you been naughty or nice this year? If you've been listening too much to the little red guy on your shoulder, then you better hope that the elf wasn't watching you.
"Who?", you ask.
On the radio this morning a local talk show mentioned this stuffed elf doll conveniently named
Elf on the Shelf. The idea, in all it's simplicity is to leave the elf...
on the shelf.
"Why?", you ask.
To scare of course! Tell your child the elf reports directly to Santa. So if he sees you doing anything bad, Santa will know. That means no more red tricycle, no more Barbie doll, no more Red Ryder BB gun with a compass in the stock, and this thing which tells time. All because the elf Judased you. Simple right? Is this an innovative idea? Or just the start of your kid's psychotherapy?
Long holidays confuse my body's internal clock. Two days ago I woke up thinking it's time for the daily Monday grind. At least I was comforted by that euphoric feeling when I realized it's only Saturday. Too bad my euphoria didn't extend to today. Now I sit here in my cold dungeon of an office, pondering how to start my work week. It doesn't help that I've lazily sat on my bum the last 4 days. So it's hard to get the work ball rolling especially when that ball is shaped like a cube.
Mary and I kicked off the start of the holiday season with a trip to a few local stores on Black Friday. Broke and exhausted, we came back with several stockings for every member of the family. Pictures after the jump...
I enjoy the holiday season, but I hate the holiday shopping — The long lines, the overly warm stores, the cutthroat shopping attitudes. I say no thank you to this abuse. This Black Friday, Mary and I went out early morning to run some errands and pick up some essentials. I thought I'd take a peek of what to expect during those last minute shopping runs. Video and more after the jump...
His hair is spiky, his cheeks are big, and he's a tiny little fella. He started crying for food, and Mary told me Kitty (Did I get it right?) was bringing her food. Bring this kid a boob was the first thing that came to mind. It's a glimpse into what's waiting ahead for me, well for Jagger and Mary. Read more nuggets of gold after the jump...
The holidays are around the bend and you've got two sets of families. If you're lucky (or should I say unlucky) and live in the neighborhood, then you can easily visit both . Otherwise you have to work out a schedule with the spouse. I've been there and done that. Let's get into this. More after the jump...
