Friday, December 17, 2004

I got an MP3 player. It's cool. I love my husband.

'Nuff said.

Tuesday, December 14, 2004

"Oh the weather outside is frightful"...NOT!

It hasn't even snowed since Thanksgiving and just yesterday the temps finally went low enough to warrant a hat and scarf. This morning it was 7 degrees. I just want some snow so it feels like Christmas. I really don't want a bare holiday!

Mike & I both had Friday off last week, so we had a nice long weekend. We actually didn't do much, but it was just awesome to be at home and hang out. I finished my Christmas shopping and did up all the wrapping, as well as getting the Christmas box off to Pat. Now, baking commences. I managed to get caramels made, caramel bars, Kringla, and chocolate balls created. Caramels are awesome!

Friday night we went out to dinner at the new Green Mill in Hastings and then went to see Ocean's Twelve. Not a bad movie, but I didn't like as much as the first one. I thought that the first one with a setting in Vegas was perfect. However, there were a ton of great one liners which made for a funny movie as always.

We did see some good trailers for upcoming movies. There is a Vin Diesel movie coming out that is sort of a cross between Daddy Day Care and Kindergarden Cop. Looks cute. I still need to see the Polar Express and Ray. Mike would like to see National Treasure, which I think I would like to see as well.

I think we're going to go to Duluth on Friday to visit Kathy in the hospital. I haven't been up there yet, and since I won't be going for Christmas anymore, I'd like to see her after her surgery. I sincerely hope things start going better for her. It sucks that she will have to be in a nursing home for the holidays.

I also have to pass along a web site that made me laugh so hard I cried. It's gross and juvenile, but that's why I like it. It's called the Poop Report. I managed to find it doing some searches on the death of Elvis. (I was bored.) This, of course, led to stories about how he died on 'the throne'. What made me laugh was the comment that someone posted in August 2004:

Anyone catch the Watkins Glen race yesterday? Tony Stewart had stomach cramps the whole race. After he won he spent a half hour in his trailer before he went to the winner's circle. The commentator said he had to change his suit. I wonder how many laps he had to sit in his ass puddle.

OH. MY. GOD. What could you do if you had to go during a race? What choices do you have? My guess is that you have none. You crap your pants and hope for the best. In Tony's case, he won the race. :)

I must also point out that Pat and I have determined that we get this aversion to potty humor from our Uncle Mike who taught us that farts are funny. It's just a fact of life.

If anyone needs any last minute ideas for the loved one in your life, I suggest that you purchase this lovely book called: Turd Ferguson & The Sausage Party