Monday, December 24

The night before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the Blogg, all the writers were screaming just like stupid clods.
Not one word had written, but arguments had
and good food talk was wasted and it was quite sad.
But what to my wondering eyes should appear? a blogger has surfaced and the confusion has cleared!
so read along bloggers, and read with great care,
its Christmas Eve bloggers and I have red hair!


Its been hectic around here since I throw a huge bash on Christmas Eve every year. That on top of shopping.
so what did I eat yesterday? I spread some peanut Butter on some freshly procured pine cones and then I dipped it into some yummy birdseed. Oh it was good and full of.. oh, wait that was for the birds.
I think I drank some coffee and and ran out shopping so that Ide avoid the crowds.
We ate some eggs and wheat toast and some tater tots with ketchup.
For lunch, well that was lunch, I might have grabbed a handfull of triscuits later on or that could have been on the way out to shop, I cannot recall all of these things.
Dinner we went to The grandparants house for pizza and we had a piece of really bad banana cake that was labeled carrot cake. It was shit. We had bought it the week before. they froze it. Someone in the store made a mistake when they stuck that carrot cake label on but it was funny from a psychological point of view. I would never have accepted a slice if it was labeled Banana cake. I would have passed but I sat there eating it like an idiot, not really thinking too much about the odd flavor of that carrot cake. My mind had already accepted that it was indeed carrot cake. It wasnt until someone else brought it up that we all did agree that it was Banana cake and not carrot cake. Then I was like, UHGG!
coffee.( non mentionable coffee, I shouldnt have even written it)
We then went to Pathmark to gather the food for Christmas Eve, which by the way is much more interesting to talk about. We bought many things for this evening.
Then we came home had some tea and watched one of our favorite movies, Prancer. I put the pugs out back and when we all saw the sky, the clouds wizzing by the moon and felt the nice warm air, we decided this was too magical an evening to waste going to bed so we took the pugs to the school at 11:45. Whats odd is that another car pulled up at exactly that time and let a dog out of their car. it looked like a husky. we all looked at each other and said. "what the hell are they doing here at this hour?"
We walked and talked about the stratus clouds, which is what Nick told us they were. We watched the people in the back of Toys R Us picking up their kids toys form Santa and we recalled when that was us doing that except we didnt do it at 11:45.
we went home and went night night to prepare for this evening when the party begins and Ians uncle will come over and give him a Nutcracker and then he'll eat somethign funky and have this off dream about the Nutcracker comming alive and growing huge, along with the rats and ................... .. .. . . .

1 comment:

Ian X. Gillies said...

Incredible! It was very festive to say the least, and that poem makes me feel obligated to rate this among the best of the food blogs!