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Deck Them Halls and Other Botched Christmas Carols

When I heard Sophie singing Christmas songs, my Christmas was merry and my holiday bright.

She began with, “it’s the most won-DER-ful time OFFFFF the YEAR!”  Then followed with, “Jingle bells, jingle bells, oh-be oh-be oh-be oh-be….”

But when Mom called to share my nephew, Jessie’s, rendition of Deck The Halls, I was certain “’tis the season to be jolly”.

Until her attempts to correct him in between laughter, he decked his halls as follows:

“Deck the halls with fallen jollies, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la, la, la….”

I think that beats the popular version of  “deck the halls with balls of holly”.

Don’t you just love botched Christmas carols?  I think one of the reasons I love Peanuts so much is that they capture the raw essence of children.

I love when Sally says, “deck them halls and all that stuff”.  I love that after much rehearsing, she still manages to replace her one word line of “HARK” as the Angel in the Christmas play with “hockey sticks“. 

And not that it’s a Christmas carol, but who doesn’t love when Peppermint Patty’s fears come true when she botches up “baaaaa” as the sheep in the play?  Wasn’t it enough that she was humiliated when Marcy was chosen to be Mary?  “Mary never wore glasses!”  First, she trips over her own feet while donning her sheep costume, and later manages to the stage to sound, “WOOF!  MEOW!  MOO!  Whatever…”

And I love Sally’s insistence that “Harold Angel” would enter the stage at the end of the play because “it’s right here in the script.”  Imagine Charlie Brown’s surprise when the doorbell rings and he finds Harold Angel has come to see Sally.

What about you?  I’d love to hear your stories of botched Christmas carols sung throughout your homes.  So leave a comment.  Make my New Year happy! :)

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Christmas 2008

Christmas 2008

For unto you… A Savior is born, which is Christ the Lord.

Merry Christmas!
Joe, Rena, Cammie, Courtney & Sophie
That inscription would be what you can’t read on our Christmas card that I wanted to share with you.  And since you probably can’t see the pictures either, I’ll share a bit about them as well.  I was late getting this out this year.  I had a hard time choosing pictures since Cammie wasn’t home.  I decided to add a picture from her  Basic Training Graduation.  Out of all of the pictures I took on our trip, I had none of Cammie by herself.  None!  At least one person was always snuggled next to her.  And most of the time that one person was Sophie.  Being the Mom that I am, I “had” to choose a picture of me, Courtney and Sophie to go with the one of me, Cammie and Sophie.  As if this wasn’t enough, I could not find a recent picture of Joe that would work.  Even after his 40th birthday.  Clearly, we have problems in the photo department.  Nothing would work.  Nothing.  We really wanted the picture of Courntey and Sophie (overjoyed, of course…can’t you tell?) with Santa.  After much grief and anguish, we decided we would have to leave Joe out of the photos.  If that isn’t enough excitement for you, we do have a couple of unknown people from Graduation for you to view.  Because nothing says “Merry Christmas” like a few random strangers lurking around your Christmas card.  Glad I could make you smile.  Or at least grin.  Or not?
I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas Season!  It’s late, I’m tired.  I just finished wrapping the gifts from the fat man in the red suit.  I’m thinking he needs more elves or something ’cause that’s a lot of work.  And just for the record, I stink at this “Santa Stuff”.  Sophie was throwing in the towel on the pottying the last couple of days.  I told her, “you better stop pottying in your pants ’cause Santa won’t bring you any presents.”
“YESSSS he will,” she declared with the sarcasm of a fifteen-year-old.  With that, I turned around and walked out of the bathroom.  And then I wrapped up his presents tonight…  She got me.
Merry Christmas!
&
Happy Birthday, Jesus!
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Randomness
This is what’s slowed me down today and kept me from doing some of those last minute things that STILL aren’t done.  Oh, the Lord works in mysterious ways.  We DID need some rest.
Not happy!

Not happy!

 

That would be the look of a toddler with a bit of a stomach bug and an old man’s limp due to a scraped knee.  The child literally limped around, holding her knee after she scraped it.  This after half a day in the bed.  Just when I thought she was ready to bounce back, her injury knocked her back down.  This is serious stuff, people!  Pottying is a challenge!  She wants NOTHING to touch her boo-boo except her Hello Kitty bandaid.  NOTHING else… you try taking her to the potty.  Oh…that would be the Courtney in the background…texting.  What else would she be doing? ;)

And now at the risk of having my husband cringe, I’m going to share…

OUCH!

OUCH!

… the reason that I “should” be limping around and laid up in bed.  No, no, no!  Not the desperate need for a pedicure…not that!  The ginormous bruise!  With an interesting story…  So, I’m standing on my bathroom counter unscrewing the globes from my lighting fixture to clean them.  This was late one evening last week after a long day of cleaning my house.  The Cox guys were here fixing my landline.  AGAIN!  This time, there were two of them.  One was in the attic entrance in my closet.  He asked me a question.  I practically jumped off of the counter so that I could hear him better.  I landed on this:

 

Beauty has a price!

Beauty has a price!

What are the odds?  I landed on one of the handles of this tray.  And NOTHING broke!  But I’m left with that nasty bruise on my foot.  And yes it HURT!  But it looks much worse than it feels now.  In hindsight, I’m thinking I should’ve milked this all along.  I could’ve been limping around like Sophie, moaning and whining and making faces and no one would’ve blamed me.  Oh, the beauty of hindsight.
Random driving pic

Random driving pic

And there’s some more randomness for ya’!  Cammie had a bit of difficulty settling back into driving after three plus months.  She drove like a Paw-Paw!
Okay…I’m through rambling.  Sophie just tried to get off of my bed and fell into her throw-up bucket while holding her knee.  Where’s the camera when you need it?  Oh, there wasn’t any throw up in the bucket, of course.  In case you were wondering…  Aren’t you glad you tuned in today?
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Sisters

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Happy!

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Big sister is back!

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Dream on!

Dream on!

 

…and we’ll have to wait for more pics with Mom ’cause Mom was snapping pics and Joedaddy was filming.

I just have to add one funny note…  Cammie tried to call her Big Mama while she was waiting for her plane to take off.  Big Daddy had the cell at the camp.  He whispered, “hello?”  Apparently he didn’t know who she was and couldn’t take the time to find out.  “Can you call me back after dark,” he whispered from his tree stand.
I’m sure he’ll be thrilled to talk to her tomorrow… after he comes down from the tree stand.
Thanking Him that she’s home!
Merry Christmas!
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