Kids, one of which was sick.
Made pickles, yet to be tasted and judged.
Made lip gloss/chap stick (depending on if you are my son or my daughter…it’s actually the same recipe), turned out good this year.
Created Snowflake(and an occasional mutated car or Mohawk dude)Ornaments this year using toothpicks stuck into foam balls, spray painted white and then flocked and glittered, yet to be hung.
Shopping for gift exchange between siblings, unwrapped and unexchanged until New Years Day.
Purchased 6 real ‘for keeps’ and not-getting-rid-of Christmas Stockings, hung.
Demonstrated how to prepare a pomegranate without making a mess to my daughter, created mess on her favorite pajama pants.
Long, deep discussion with kids about propaganda in general life and specifically in the government and school, learned much about my son.
My son Devon’s poem is published in this quarters Arts and Poetsmagazine, I couldn’t be prouder.
Feeling more ‘home’ with Joe, my job, my house, my life than ever before, wonderful.
Finally feeling a tinge of Holiday Spirit, relief.
How I feel this morning in a nutshell:
E: I hate when people make erroneous assumptions without first exploring the options.
Me: Please don’t use big words this early in the morning before I’ve had coffee.
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Have you seen a review of the next generation of the Sony Cybershot DSC-f717 ?
It’s so new that the consumer reviews are slim pickins.
Look here: http://www.digitalcamera-hq.com/sony-cybershot-dscf828-reviews.html