

(no idea why the half snowman here has frog eyes)
However, we did arrange for an indoor snowman.

Again, don't hate....his bodyparts were brought to you by chocolate covered pretzels. Sigh- i know, sad right? We were at Daddy's house-- blame him.


(no idea why the half snowman here has frog eyes)

Again, don't hate....his bodyparts were brought to you by chocolate covered pretzels. Sigh- i know, sad right? We were at Daddy's house-- blame him.
1.) Ahhhh.. I love nice warm bubble baths on a cold winters day!
Of course they were a direct rip off of Chip and Dale but it's ok. Chip and Dale became Rescue Rangers. What do you think ever came of Mac and Tosh? Exactly. Nothing. Unless they now are maitre'ds at your local CHOPS, I don't think they made it so far in the world.
.Also, yesterday I pulled up my pants leg and told Kalaya-- " Kalaya, mama needs a tan"
She responded- " oh you mean Hannah Tanna?" The MON in Hannah Montana never really connects with her yet and no, I do not mean Hannah Montana.

Kalaya and I got to sit down and watch one of my favorite movies together for the very first time- The Wizard of Oz.
I love the movie and, trust me, I LOVE musicals. (don't make me started with naming off the 36 of them that I own in alphabetical order-- I'll do it! And then inform you which ones you can get my for my upcoming birthday.)
But this movie is super special to me because it's a memory with my dad. I can remember laying right on top of my dad's stomach on the sofa on Sunday afternoon's watching a VHS of the Wizard of Oz that he recorded from TBS in like 1986. We watched it every Sunday afternoon together for I don't even know how many years. It was our time and our movie. I'll never forget how special that was to me. Poor man, I'm sure he had an overload of munchkins and choreographed numbers to last all his days- but he always was ready to watch it with me on Sunday afternoons.
So you can imagnie how happy I was to share that experience with Kalaya this past Sunday. 
The movie held her attention the whole time. I loved explaining the story to her and where Dorothy was and I waited with anticipation to see if the flying monkeys freaked her out a little bit like they did me back then. ( Yes, they did just a smidge) I wish Dad could have been there-- he would have LOVED it.
Of course Grana stayed true to her form and did what she did on those Sunday afternoons years ago.....
You have to admit- she's consistent. 27 years and counting....
and proceeded to comment " Mama, this guy is messsssed up!" I said " Yes baby, you just have no idea how much." All of us in line were cracking up.
Sadly though, I do believe my humor has a small intended audience. For others, I think I may come off more like a Sesame Street muppet high on something brought to you by the letters L, C, and D.
Either way, the final judge is---- I throughly entertain myself in any given day. And that, people, is all you can ask for.
As Readers Digest has said on a monthly basis to every person in a doctor's office waiting room, or every U.S. citizen over 63: