We kicked off Christmas Eve morn with coffee, a fruit cup and the traditional guacamuffin, which like uisce beatha, bruised knuckles and the grudge is a Ó Grádaigh family breakfast staple.
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.
Tags: Christmas 2017, guacamuffin
December 24, 2017 at 10:03 am |
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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December 24, 2017 at 11:39 am |
Bedad, ’tis auld family heirlooms they were so. Nollaig Shonia dhuit, Yeer Mayoralty. All the best from here to thee and thine.
December 24, 2017 at 10:41 am |
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.
December 24, 2017 at 11:53 am |
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!
December 24, 2017 at 12:27 pm |
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.
December 24, 2017 at 3:41 pm |
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?
December 24, 2017 at 1:27 pm |
Merry Christmas to one and all.
December 24, 2017 at 3:41 pm |
Right back atcha, Ira.
December 24, 2017 at 1:41 pm |
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
December 24, 2017 at 3:43 pm |
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.
December 24, 2017 at 1:53 pm |
Merry Christmas to all from a sunny & warm New Zealand. We’ll be heading to the beach a bit later.
December 24, 2017 at 2:10 pm |
Merry Christmas Hurben! Catch a wave for us. I think the O’Brien clan immigrated to the wrong country.
December 24, 2017 at 3:44 pm |
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?