This festive red and green guacamuffin goes great with those Christmas Eve morning tequila shots you sneak between lectures from Uncle Buster, the BLM pensioner on Social Security and Medicare who serves as the family Paul Revere re: the evils of the all-pervasive feddle gummint.
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At, yes. Did you import those avocados from the Auld Sod? Merry Christmas, you old fart. Hugs to your beautiful wife. Nuts to you.
Chris
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Bedad, ’tis auld family heirlooms they were so. Nollaig Shonia dhuit, Yeer Mayoralty. All the best from here to thee and thine.
Merry Christmas to everyone! That’s some festive, hipster toast.
We are celebrating our third year without a tree. Our three-year old kitty totally freaks out every year when we put up the tree. She hides in the back of the closet or under the bed for days until we relent and move it to the garage. We’ve tried everything short of trying to break her spirit. Not sure what’s up with her phobia, but she’s our only kid so we indulge her. Our town has beautiful downtown lights and we live downtown so we enjoy those.
Miss Mia Sopaipilla was prone to assault any real trees, so we’ve stuck to a small fake one in recent years. The Turk pays no mind to any of it, and The Boo is off in some world of his own, chatting aimlessly with the voices in his head.
He reminds me of me, some days.
Happy happy joy joy to you and yours. Enjoy the lights in these short, dark days. Spring is coming!
Happy holidays to Casa O’Grady! No bacon on that guacamuffin?
We have a small ceramic Christmas tree. Out of the box, on the table, plug the sumbitch in. Easy, sleazy. This year we did not bust out the HO gauge Silver Streak electric train to go around tree. We will find a place for it next year.
Nope, Pat, the pork products had to wait for lunch (leftover green chile stew).
No Silver Streak? However do you expect to Make Christmas Great Again?
Merry Christmas to one and all.
Right back atcha, Ira.
We had a little festivus for family and neighbors this morning. It was a lot of work to set up and clean up afterwards, but it was worth it.
We had a vegan entree made by my son, a sinfully rich egg, potato, sausage, and cheese casserole made by my my wife. We had bagels, hummus in 3 flavors, cream cheese in 3 flavors, cinnamon rolls, scones, orange juice, and orange and grapefruit slices. Coffee, tea, and mulled cider.
Now we are all beat, sated, and snuggled watching “It’s a Wonderful Life”.
Happy Holidays
Now that sounds delicious. I haven’t had a bagel in forever. I bet my man Merrill is missing Noo Yawk bagels now that he’s a Californicator again.
Merry Christmas to all from a sunny & warm New Zealand. We’ll be heading to the beach a bit later.
Merry Christmas Hurben! Catch a wave for us. I think the O’Brien clan immigrated to the wrong country.
Instead of a sunny beach we got us a sonofabitch. And more than one of ’em, too. We will never be smart. How many guest bedrooms did you say you had again, Hurben?