|
Saturday, December 16, 2006
|
|
|
OK, here it is...
|
|
|
It has been a while since our last update, although the last 2 posts ought to give us all a tiny glimpse into the mind of Mrs A. Heh. I do love that John Stuart Mill quote, it is one that spent some time hanging on the door of my office at work. It is not that nothing interesting has happened around here lately, there just has been little time to devote to posting about it. I find it curious that whenever I make any reference to the high level of busy-ness around here, everybody seems to assume that it is all related to either Christmas or the upcoming wedding. Actually, I'm not certain it is really due to either of those things, in any great measure. Sure we have stuff to tend to for both events, but I don't think those are the major contributors. Things are just busy lately. Though one day last week did bring the arrival of a box containing 7+ pounds of Koufeta. Again, Heh. Past experience and millions of dollars in market research has shown that the vast Fetafilter audience just loves pictures, so the Fetafilter staph decided to present a medium sized photoblog in order to make up for the recent lack of timely posts. Being that Christmas (not "xmas") is just around the corner, it was of course time to get a tree. I picked one up from Fathead's Christmas trees in Pelham, my favorite place to get them, two years running. After Chaz, Teds and I picked one out, I gave my cash to Fathead, and we headed home. As it has been unseasonably warm this year, we were able to immediately set up the tree in the house, and a few hours later, the tree decorating commenced. Ted and Ray hung a few things, and having burned off their combined 4 minute attention span, took off someplace. So the bulk of the decorating fell to Tess and Mrs A. to complete. Things went along fine, with much merrymaking going on in the background. Then disaster suddenly struck! Mrs A. was in great distress! What to do! Fortunately, the Broken Christmas Bulb Cleanup Brigade (The BCBCB) was not far behind. Crack BCBCB operatives, including the famous June Cleaver (complete with pearls) swooped in using the latest high tech tools to contain the spill, and prevent any major environmental damage. Order was restored, and a sense of calm returned to the crew, allowing them to complete the task at hand. In the end it all worked out, and joy, happiness and satifaction was everywhere. |
|
| thus voiced The A, Mistah @ 3:29 PM | |
| + | |
|
|
|
August 2004
September 2004
October 2004
November 2004
December 2004
January 2005
February 2005
March 2005
April 2005
May 2005
June 2005
July 2005
August 2005
September 2005
October 2005
November 2005
December 2005
January 2006
February 2006
March 2006
April 2006
May 2006
June 2006
July 2006
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
June 2007
July 2007
August 2007
September 2007
October 2007
November 2007
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
July 2008
August 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
August 2009
October 2009
November 2009
December 2009
January 2010
February 2010
March 2010
May 2010
July 2010
August 2010
September 2010
October 2010
November 2010
December 2010
January 2011
October 2011
November 2011
December 2011
January 2012
June 2012
July 2012
