Pig Licker and The Dancing Queen

The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.... Jack Kerouac

(The ones who lick pigs)

Dance as though no one is watching you. Love as though you have never been hurt before. Sing as though no one can hear you. Live as though Heaven is on earth........Souza

A good friend of mine sent me these pictures. They go right along with two of my favorite quotations.

An Angel in a Santa Hat.

Poor Haven, he cant out run me. You can tell by the pic he just gave up and laid down. (for those of you new to my blog, Haven has severe head tilt. He can still hop and has a happy, pain free life so dont look at the pic and think he is a sad bunny. He is our precious little (well, not so little) angel. Dont worry folks. He got some treats after for being such a patient boy.

I tried to get the girls in the hat, I really did. They werent having it. Dudley acted like I was trying to put a live rattlesnake on his head. I am not giving up on them, no way but I am pretty sure I will be defeated. My girls are tough. LOL

Santa Who? Whatever!

Not too sure Miss Mojo believes in Santa Claus. She should, Santa is magic.

The age old question, "Do you believe in Santa Claus?" I do I do I do.

I have seen Santa.

When I was 21 and lived in Natchitoches, La. A friend and I were Christmas shopping downtown. We were discussing our favorite Christmas memories. She asked me when I stopped believing. I was shocked and told her I never stopped believing. We kept walking and at the end of the block, in the window of an old store there was a man with a white beard, big chubby belly and red cheeks. He was making something with wood (a toy, I think). I said "Look Melaine, its Santa". He looked up at us and winked. His eyes twinkled and I will never forget his smile. It was Santa Claus, no doubt about it.

When I was a little girl Christmas Eve was always so special. We would go to church services, when we came home my mom would fix us a little snack and I would get the cookies and milk ready for Santa. My dad would read The Night Before Christmas. When he was done he would tell me I better get to bed because he heard on the radio Santa was close. One year we happened to be searching the night sky and saw a gorgeous falling star. My dad got so excited. "Look" "Look, there's Santa and he is going so fast all you can see are streaks in the sky". I was in awe and still am.

Of course we believe in Santa, Mojo.

Missing Stewart

I am missing my baby boy a lot today. So do his boys. Stewart was much bigger for "leaning" on. Nemo tries to let Haven lay on him but Nemo is only 4lbs and Haven is 10lbs. Kinda heavy for my little Neep Neep. My three boys....."sigh" they were always so sweet together.

No Eureka Springs, Homework, Winter

Okay we didnt go to Eureka Springs for girls weekend. Why, you ask? I dont want to sit in a hot tub when the wind chill is 12 degrees. I dont like walking around shopping when its 28 degrees with a north wind. The girls suggested Dallas instead. Yuck, I hate the traffic in Dallas. I wanted to go somewhere quiet and peaceful not watch thousands of people scurry around like ants. (at least ants seem to be doing something useful) We will reschedule E.S.

I had a 6 page paper due this Sunday. I put it off til the last possible minute. Why on earth, at the age of 39 did I decide to go back to school? I dont have a dang clue. I hated school the first time. My computer went wacko and I couldnt get the paper to format right. I turned it in anyway. I guess I will have to accept a B in the class.

I did go and see "The Blind Side" this weekend. What a lovely movie. I suggest you see it. By the way, I am an absolute sucker for those Lifetime Christmas movies that are on this time of year. This year has been a let down so far. I need sappy! The last 2 Sundays the movies havent been good at all. Lifetime is messing with my Christmas traditions. I dont like it one bit. I broke out my copy of A Christmas Carol last night and read it. I love Dickens. He had such hope for humanity. I have seen every Christmas Carol movie ever made. I really love that story, for a cynic like me, it gives me hope. Love the play too. Nemo enjoyed nibbling on the edges of the book while I read.

I hate winter. Bah Humbug! The picture above is my Trumpet Vine this summer. That's what I want, warm weather, flowers blooming in the yard, smell of freshly mowed grass. I want to sit on my patio and drink coffee and watch the birds. Instead, I am stuck in the house freezing my toots off. We have a chance of freezing drizzle tonight. Woofreakinhoo. One day I will leave this cold ass state and just look at pictures of winter. I will laugh hysterically while I wear shorts in January.

Let me focus for a minute on what makes me happy:

bunnies

books

high cotton count sheets

volunteering

black silk boxer shorts (not on me, on attractive men)

chocolate

a good margarita

a really good concert

flowers

summer

good coffee

hanging out with my nephew (who is going to the Bahamas for Christmas, the lucky little sucker)

ordering all my Christmas presents on-line

when winter is over

I love lists!

My blogger friend at waterloofarms.blogspot.com/ had these questions up on her blog. I am a total sucker for this kind of thing. I used to make up questions like these and pass them out to friends and coworkers. Crazy, I know.

(1) What is your favorite Christmas movie?

A Christmas Carol with George C. Scott (best scrooge ever)

(2) What is your LEAST favorite Christmas movie?

Bad Santa

(3) What is your favorite Christmas Song?

Oh Come All Ye Faithful

(4) What Christmas song(s) drives you crazy?

Grandma got run over by a reindeer

(5) What is your favorite Christmas drink?

coffee with cinnamon schnapps.

(6) What is your favorite Christmas memory?

My dad pointing out Santa and his sleigh in the sky after church on Christmas Eve

(7) What is the best toy/gift you've received on Christmas?

3 story Barbie townhouse

(8) What is the worst toy/gift you've received on Christmas?

used perfume

(9) What do you LOVE about the holidays?

white christmas lights

(10) What annoys you about the holidays?

bad manners in the stores

(11) Do you prefer a star or an angel on top of a Christmas tree? Or something else?

Doesnt matter to me, they are all pretty

.

(12) What is your family favorite recipe at Christmas?

Mom's pecan sandies

(13) Are you a Grinch or a Who at Christmastime?

little bit of both but more Who

(14) Christmas light displays - Love them or Hate them?

Love em

(15) Santa’s at the mall - Fun times or Creepy?

Sometimes creepy and sometimes funny.

(16) Christmas cards - do you send them, yes or no?

NO NO NO.

(17) What is the best thing about Christmas, in your opinion?

magic of Santa Claus

(18) What is the worst thing about Christmas?

its during winter

(19) When do you put the tree up and take it down?

Week of Thanksgiving, down on New Years Day.

(20) Out of the 12 days of Christmas, which day and item would you want your true love to give to you?

2 turtle doves

(21) Why do you think that Grandma got run over by a reindeer?

she was liquored up

(22) Who is your favorite reindeer?

Comet

(23) Do you believe in Santa Claus?

Always, I have seen Santa Claus.

(24) What is your favorite smell at Christmastime?

Cinnamon

(25) What would make you happy at Christmas this year

Not one person or animal in the world was cold, hungry or lonesome

A Sweet Lesson In Humanity

Years ago, A 10-year-old boy approached the counter of a soda shop and climbed on to a stool. "What does an ice cream sundae cost"? he asked the waitress.

"fifty cents" she answered.

The youngster reached deep in his pockets and pulled out an assortment of change, counting carefully as the waitress grew impatient. She had "bigger" customers to wait on.

"Well, how much would just plain ice cream be?" the boy asked.

The waitress responded with noticeable irritation in her voice. "Thirty-five cents."

Again, the boy slowly counted his money. "May I have some plain ice cream in a dish please?" He gave the waitress the correct amount and she brought him the ice cream.

Later, the waitress returned to clear the boy's dish and when she picked it up , she felt a lump in her throat. There on the counter the boy had left 2 nickels and five pennies. She realized that he had had enough money for the sundae but sacrificed it so that he could leave her a tip.

The moral: Before passing judgment, first treat others with courtesy, dignity, and respect.

Adapted from a A lifetime of success.

Pat Williams

Fleming H. Revell