Aftermath...

First of all I will start off with some more chuckles from Tom Doyle. This parody is based on the song "Here Comes Santa Claus" except the subject matter is a little different.

Well it's over. I will say that I had a very enjoyable Christmas eve and Christmas day. There was a lot of laughing and eating. On the eve we didn't have the traditional meal of seven fishes. This tradition started in southern Italy, which is where my family originated. The number 7 is the most repeated number in the bible so this tradition is rooted in the Roman Catholic Church. We never had seven fishes but we always had a few varieties. This year we had Baked haddock and sea scallops, shrimp along with a couple of varieties of pizza. Then there were the cookies and pizzelles, which is a wafer thin cookie. Below is an example. The pizzelles are quite delicate and all mine have broken but you'll get the idea.

Christmas day was pretty much the same. It was very Italian with lasagna, sausages and meatballs and various side dishes. I'll say right up front that I removed all restrictions on what I ate. Let's just say I ate well. I cannot continue at this pace though or I will pack on the 30 lbs. I lost almost 5 years ago. 

A special thanks to Nancy. She made a plaque for me to give to my sister. Her cat is having some health problems. She has added a deck to her house. She can let the cat out without having her waunder around. The deck is now known as Bella's Place.

Nancy she loved it! She teared up. This cat means a lot to her. Bella is a cutie pie. She's a sweet and affectionate cat and is doing ok.

My other sister did a bang up job with the food. Everything was top notch... except for the meatballs. Oops! I hadn't eaten a meatball in nearly 5 years and was looking forward to stuffing myself. Meatballs are one of those foods that I used to gorge on. Anyway as soon as the meatballs were placed on the table I went for one and noticed that they were a bit mushy. No. Real mushy. I cut into it and took a bite. My suspisions were confirmed. These meatballs were undercooked. My poor sister. She had worked so hard over the week preparing everything and it was all delicious...except for the meatballs. She took a lot of good natured kidding which she took quite well but the meatball jokes continued all day including references to a detectives solving a murder case. "It was the meatballs!"

At work we were taking a good amount catering and pre made dinner orders. One of my coworkers was talking to a customer. I paid little attention to the conversation until I heard, "You want to order a toilet?!"

This got my attention. We don't offer toilets as part of our holiday package. Well the customer didn't speak much english and he was trying to ask where the bathrooms were but there were enough people talking to us about catering orders that my coworker automatically assumed that's what the guy wanted. Well it gave us a good laugh amid all the hustle and bustle.

OK. I have squandered enough time this morning. It's time to get in gear, run an errand and do some much needed housework. Anybody want to help?

I'm outta here. 

  

   





A Merry Christmas to all my blogging friends,

This will be a short entry. As the title says Merry Christmas to all my blogging friends. It's midnight as I write this. Work has been busy and which I guess is a good thing. I have to admit that I am worn out. I have listened to the same Christmas music since a little after Halloween. The really started it much too early. Sometimes you could hear three different versions of Holly Jolly Christmas in a row. Way to beat the holiday spirit out of you. Still you muddle through trying to keep in mind the true meaning of the season, family and friends. So tomorrow, or should I say today is Christmas eve. I work till four go home get changed, make a visit to deliver some presents then head over to my sisters for the traditional Christmas eve meal of the seven fishes minus 5. So Merry Christmas my friends. I have to hit the hay.

Here are some cute animals singing a song written in my hometown, about a mile from here, Jingle Bells.

  Merry Christmas everyone.
I'm outta here and going to bed.

A Christmas Story

When four of Santa's elves got sick, the trainee elves did not produce toys as fast as the regular ones, and Santa began to feel the Pre-Christmas pressure.
Then Mrs. Claus told Santa her Mother was coming to visit, which stressed Santa even more.
When he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about to give birth and two others had jumped the fence and were out, Heaven knows where.
Then when he began to load the sleigh, one of the floorboards cracked, the toy bag fell to the ground and all the toys were scattered.
Frustrated, Santa went in the house for a cup of apple cider and a shot of rum. When he went to the cupboard, he discovered the elves had drunk all the cider and hidden the liquor.. In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the cider jug, and it broke into hundreds of little glass pieces all over the kitchen floor. He went to get the broom and found the mice had eaten all the straw off the end of the broom.
Just then the doorbell rang, and an irritated Santa marched to the door, yanked it open, and there stood a little angel with a great big Christmas tree.
The angel said very cheerfully, 'Merry Christmas, Santa. Isn't this a lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Where would you like me to stick it?'

And so began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas tree.

I did not write the above. I got it off an email. Still it's interesting to learn how traditions get started.

Speaking of interesting, well sort of interesting, it has been so unseasonably warm, except for today (20's), that some plants and trees have apparently been fooled into thinking we have had the shortest winter season ever because they are starting to bud. I wonder what will happen in the spring?

It's song parody time again. Back in the 70's Eric Clapton had a hit record "Cocaine". That's the music that is used here. I'm sure it's the same all over the country, but states that are close by will poke fun at each other. Here in New England I'm sure the surrounding state poke fun at Massachusetts. There's certainly plenty of material to work with. In this case Tom Doyle, the man who writes and performs these parodies, takes some shots at the state of Maine. He's done this several times. This one is titled "In Maine".

I'm getting over a little cold. It started 4 days ago and it's finally gone. This is the first cold I've had in 30 years. I have been quite lucky. I attribute this hardiness to having many colds when I was younger. I also had just about all the childhood diseases. Chicken pox, mumps, measles, scarlet fever. Then there was the eye operation and the ruptured appendix. And yet I would not consider myself a sickly child. I think we are sanitizing ourselves to death. I have no facts to base this on but I wouldn't be surprised if people have weaker immune systems now. Just a thought.

For Nancy. I received the package yesterday. It looks great and my sister's going to love it. Thank you!

Well that's it for now.
I'm outta here.