Festive Twitches

Shopping
Daxon and I had a great time doing some shopping the other morning.  The mall wasn’t too busy, so I let him out of the “stroller of most horrid restraint”.  He scampered along beside me excitedly, bantering about all the Santa Clauses, Christmas trees and lights that were in every direction he looked.  The smell of perm solution and fresh baked bread bombards my nostrils, and I immediately craved a coffee.  My senses were in a playful mood.

Before we made our journey home, we stopped and listened to a brass quartet playing Christmas carols.  Dax was getting tired as nap time was approaching, so he didn’t cheer after every song the way he normally would.  Instead he opted to smile through his sippy cup and give a pleased gurgle.

Party Animals
My friend’s little one turned two over the weekend and Daxon and I went to her birthday party yesterday.  Now, I tend not to limit myself to one party a day.  If I can, I squeeze as many in as possible.  So after Daxon was in bed that night, I made my way out to JC Less Penny’s place for her Christmas shin-dig.  Now, I have a notorious reputation for killing parties.  I have killed a number of parties in my day.  Not for any other reason than very poor timing.  At least, that is what I like to tell myself anyway.  The remainder of the party filtered out not long after my arrival and I was the last one left.  We played some pool, sang a chorus or two of “F*ck you, I’m Drunk”, ate peanuts that should be tested in a lab for a possible biological relation to molton lava, and     I especially enjoyed a steady loop of White Stripes.  I also yammered on a lot about some things that would raise the eyebrow on a platypus.  I stayed really late, and poor JC Less Pennies was probably dragging her butt today while shaking her fist in the air and cursing my name.  Hey, it wasn’t my fault His Blondness made my drinks so yummy.

The Lion, The Witch and The Husband Who Sleeps On The Porch
Gary has this charm.  This charm of managing to catch me off guard and down playing something he is up to so that by the time I catch on to what he’s up to, it’s too late, and I can’t chain him to the bed and do things to avoid him from doing whatever it was he was trying to do without me.  Like seeing “Narnia”.  That’s right f*cker.  I know what you did.  Now go to your room and think about your punishment.  Make sure it includes a blindfold.

Comments

[Unkie Ash]

Speaking as someone who saw Narnia with your hubby, I have to say: It was soooooo good!

[Karen]

You make me laugh... ohhhh, the blindfold sounds like just the right punishment LOL

I'm glad you all had a good weekend. I bet this Christmas will be a fun one with Daxon.

*hugs*

[JC Less Pennies]

I wouldn't expect anything less of you than killing our party!! :P
Yeah I was dragging the next day but we had a kick ass time with you :) His blondness does make yummy drinks and you shouldv'e had more. Maybe the cabbie would've looked like Nemo!!

[Daxohol]

Unkie Ash: Don't think I won't think of a punishemnt for you...however, I'll have to find a single girl to execute it for me ;-P

Karen: Oh you bet! This Christmas is super Chirstmasy now with Daxon to Dax it all up!
Wow, look at that, 2 nouns, each into an adjective a verb...Weee! Me=Total NERDBOX.

JCLP: Teehee, thanks darlin' It was awesome kickin' back with you guys too. I'll have you know, that the cabbie actually resembled Rick Moranis.

[Auntie Teta]

The Reid household will be an awesome site on Christmas day...not saying that it isen't any other normal day. Spending Christmas with the ones you love, but especially someone as adorable, handsome, energetic and down right special as Daxon rocks. You are beautiful Laura and an awesome woman, mother and partier...rock on!!!

[Daxohol]

Oh Auntie Teta *blush*
You guys see this woman? She is awesome! Your the BEST! I love ya! Merry Christmas! *SMOOCH*