Posted on 12/24/2010 5:31:05 PM PST by Skooz
Just wondering if anyone else out there is spending the evening alone. Not necessarily a bad thing. I'm sipping a cappuccino and taking in "A Christmas Story" in the old man cave. I'll be with family tomorrow, but as of tonight, it's my faithful Boxer and me. And Ralphie.
I’m alone here in California ... except for my kitties. My wonderful DH is in Iraq. (He’s the only family I have.)
Prayers up, Chickensoup! Good night, all. A very merry, blessed, loving Christmas to you all.
A comic economy major.
Cool...:D
As I repeat...
You teach Chinese cooking?!I love it! My biggest day of Chinese cooking is New Years. It’s dim sum central at my house that night!
You let me know. We all do. Merry Christmas Bannie!!!!!
There are the best dogs in the world in the pound waiting for you. You’ll save a life. :)
The bible says that if you even give so much as a friendly nod in the market place to evil doers, you partake of their sins.
I will not do that.
My parents can answer to God, themselves.
[and I’m not a scared little 10 year old anymore...part of the reason I stay away is because I *know* if I’m around him, I’m eventually gonna open my older, meaner mouth where everyone can hear]
He’s only getting a “free pass” while my parents are still alive.
After they’re gone, all bets are off.
I’m very sorry for your friend.
It’s a living Hell.
My son and his better half just left with my grandson after spending some great time together. My daughter who now lives in New York is upstairs in her old bedroom. My wife is picking out a movie for us to go see tomorrow.
My daughter and I are going to clean the cosmoline off of my “new” 1938 Mosin-Nagant before the movie.
None of my six dogs would put on the Santa hat. The little fat one dared me to try it.
Our best to you and all of our friends!
Thanks Bill, goodnight!
Well, sorta.
All the kin have gone their merry way, my wife has gone to bed...so, now it's just me and...
Feliz Navidad!
“Pets will open their presents tomorrow morning instead.”
LOL!
Same here.
Do you ever wonder what they think of all that?
They have no idea what day it is...except it’s the day mom or dad go nuts and throw a million toys at them....:))
If it’s any consolation, Odin fought wearing the hat before that shot was taken...and then he took merciless revenge upon it.
It’s just red fuzzy shreds and a puffball, now.
:)
Merry Christmas, Eaker.
Try not to shoot the movie screen.
:)
“Which state did you wind up in”
Under all the snow in Green Bay. I miss Northwoods and Rudy’s. Hopefully I will get home soon. Some good things in the works in SA.
Plus I have to get back to the Tea Party.
Now that is sad.
Bless you both and may your time apart be brief.
What do you think? It’s a Christmas poem to my kids
It was the night before Christmas and Muffie cuddled near by
I gently petted her coat as she licked the tears from my eye
She seemed to say why Mommy why are you so sad today
I love you, I need you, I promise to stay
I reached out and touched her fluffy white coat
And bit my lip, lest I say love was a joke
Except with God who is there always for you
Never count on empty words to always be true
That little pea in your pod that is waiting to emerge
Will stay as long as they need you, then fly like a bird
So listen my Muffie, from one mom to one in wait
Nor in blood nor in bond ever count on your fate
...
You don’t want regrets, so please listen my kit
Don’t let your babies let you to feel like shit
You see what it has done to your mother’s heart
Now walk into the New Year and please be smart
It was the night before Christmas and Muffie cuddled near by
I gently petted her coat as she licked the tears from my eye
She seemed to say why Mommy why are you so sad today
I love you, I need you, I promise to stay
I reached out and touched her fluffy white coat
And bit my lip, lest I say love was a joke
Except with God who is there always for you
Never count on empty words to always be true
That little pea in your pod that is waiting to emerge
Will stay as long as they need you, then fly like a bird
So listen my Muffie, from one mom to one in wait
Nor in blood nor in bond ever count on your fate
...
You don’t want regrets, so please listen my kit
Don’t let your babies let you to feel like shit
You see what it has done to your mother’s heart
Now walk into the New Year and please be smart
wonder why freepers won’t post my poem
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