Not a Creature was Stirring

As all others in this house sleep away the day because they stayed up into almost the sunrise of the new day watching movies....

I shall post observations and quotations from the last couple of days.

First, I must share that certain people have phobias that have no basis in reality. Other have phobias that are based on supposed reality. And some people just have phobias.

Certain people are still so mortified to be buying undergarments in public, that having to return an undergarment is tantamount to torture! So it went on Monday when I took an older daughter with me to Wal-Mart to return a bra that turned out to not be quite what was advertised to be. Somehow the sizing was off. The bra was put in a non-descript Wal-Mart bag along with the receipt so that it could be properly returned. The parking was wild and we parked a very far distance from the entrance. Daughter held the bag as if it contained some disgusting, smelly thing with it barely resting on her two fingertips as she begged me to return it for her all the long way from where we parked to the entrance to the store. As we neared the store, I thought the bag might fall from her fingertips and she had tears in her eyes as she pleaded with me to take care of the return. So I caved and did it, but told her I'd be blogging about it. She didn't care. She was so relieved I thought she might cry. She was afraid someone she knew might see her returning it.

Our youngest was afflicted with the flu earlier this week, and as she was recovering she said, "Don't freak out, I'm just burping."

Also along the burping theme, when certain people are trying to be considerate and polite and NOT burp in other people's faces, their effort to repress such a biological function results in said person sounding like a cow! MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

One person here recently shouted, "Beard up!" Instead of "Be right up!"

Two people commented (at exactly the same time with the same inflection and volume) upon seeing our commander-in-chief-elect in swimming trunks, "At least he's not wearing speedos!"

One person wondered aloud why sunglasses were upon her head as she headed out to the door to Blockbuster at 9 pm at night! We wondered as well...

As all of our baking occurred yesterday, since we had toned it down quite a bit, some errors were bound to be made in our haste. But you know something is really wrong when a pan of peanut butter cookies with Hersey's Kisses ends up looking like a board of Settlers of Cataan.

And now, we're off to make White Chili and a small pot of the regular stuff from recipes from previous generations handed down.

I pray you each have a blessed and wonderful Christmas season, as the first day of Christmas is tomorrow!