Went to the Myerson last night...

and watched my wife conduct in front of a packed house. (Barney Fife moment)

She was fantastic as usual. The sound she gets from her choir is a step above. Because she knows what to look for and what pleases the ear, she is able to get the most out of her singers.

I am one proud husband.

Christmas is in full swing. The Polar Express is making the rounds at least every half hour. The blu-ray player is being used to within an inch of its life and the smells, Rosemary, and sights, lights galore, and sounds, those wonderful Christmas tunes, abound. Not only that they are all over the place.

I hope all is well with you and the true meaning of this season is at the forefront of your festivities.

Christ is born!

I am not quite sure how to segway into this next bit so...here goes...I am reposting an old post from a few years back. I re-read it and cracked myself up as I often do.

Hold it!

HOOOOOOOLD IT!

I did not do a review of all of my favorite Christmas movies. I did two but not the most important one. That will be tomorrow and Wednesday.

I will leave you with two quotes to tide you over...

"Pulverized!"

and

"Here's your hat. What's your hurry?"

Official put up Christmas day...

we postponed a day because we had Kellys family over for Thanksgiving yesterday. I made my first turkey and dressing. Both came out very well if I do say so myself. I also made a sour cream orange pumpkin pie. Also quite delish.

Today we got the boxes down out of the attic and had at it. We set the train up for Ian. The Polar Express is up and running. Put up the Christmas lights. Started to put out the 15 boxes full of Christmas knick-knacks.

Put up the tree. All the kids helped with ornaments. The majority of the ornaments are on the bottom quarter of the tree and on one side. Oh well. It still is cool they are all old enough to do it...and want to.

Watched many movies; Santa Clause, The Polar Express, Frosty the Snowman, Elf, Santa Claus is Coming to Town, Barbie Nutcracker, Merry Christmas Charlie Brown, White Christmas and the Granddaddy of them all It's a Wonderful Life. Madison actually sat and watched most of it. I'm so proud.

Went and bought what I dub the allergic mans Christmas tree, a Rosemary bush. 3 of them to be exact. They smell so darn good. Like having a tree without the runny nose. I'm not allergic but my wife is.

Have they made any TV Christmas shows in the past 20 years that are a must see? The Transformers Christmas? A very blue Smurf Holiday? I can't think-of-a-one. What a pity. I wonder if my kids will be showing Charlie Brown and Rudolph and Frosty to their kids while using phrases like, "They don't make 'em like this anymore?"

Christmastime...

is here!

All through the year we've waited.
Waited through spring and fall.
To hear silver bells ringing see winter time bringing
the happiest season of all.

Love and Joy come to you!
And to you your Christmas too!
And God bless you and send you
A Happy New Year!
And God send you a Happy New Year!

This year I hope to update daily. I will reuse some old posts as they still ring true.

I will leave you today with my wifes favorite Christmas song. From Mr Christmas himself; Andy Williams sings "It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year!"

Can't you just see the people skating, having snowball fights, skiing, sledding, tobogganing, making snow angels, decorating houses, trees, the whole nine yards, singing carols, roasting chestnuts (which we actually did this year already), drinking hot totties. You know, just being...

happy!

The cornucopia...

The horn a' plenty!

The cornucopia (Latin: Cornu Copiae) is a symbol of food and abundance dating back to the 5th century BC, also referred to as the food of worship and holiness, Horn of Amalthea, harvest cone, and horn of plenty.

See!

In these days of haste and speed,
Know the difference between want and need.
Anything replaceable doesn't fall in the latter.
Anything in the former doesn't really matter.
Can you replace a touch, a feeling, a smile?
The warmth of love stretched across the miles?
Today we take the time to say,
Something we should everyday.
Thank You God for your gifts to me.
My happiness, health and my life-affirming family.

Hello there...

long time no see...or read...or blog. Whatever.

Much ado since I last blogged. I had a birthday. The big 4...3. 43 is just one of those birthdays, you know? It's as close to another day as a birthday can get. 40 was fun. Kelly threw me a surprise party. Since then, meh.

To this day I search the internet for those born on my day, October 28. Most of them are known to me; Jonas Salk, Bruce Jenner, Charlie Daniels. Then you get the ones who become famous and are new; Bill Gates, Jami Gertz and the best one of all Sipowitz himself, Dennis Franz. That makes up for Julia Roberts, blech.

My youngest daughter, Reagan, also had a birthday. She's 3 now. What a joy she is...sometimes. Willful! Holy cow! Does everything her older siblings do. Won't take no for an answer and won't take help for anything.

But we love her.

I seem to recall there was also an election of some sort. Booyaw! Cleaned their clocks!

I love watching the MSM and liberal pundits try to explain it away. They have absolutely no clue as to why this happened. They think it's because Obama didn't tout his message enough when in reality he did just the opposite. The people heard the message and didn't like it. I hope the left continues on this path because they will nationalize themselves into oblivion.

Unless of course the new congress spends like the Repubs did under W. Then I believe that will be the end of the Republican party and an amalgam of the libertarians and tea partiers will emerge. Focusing mainly on fiscal issues and being socially moderate. If they are pro-life, count me in.

Getting ready for Thanksgiving and then the most wonderful time of the year. I was a little lax last year in my duties regarding this site and Christmas. Rest assured it won't happen again.

I have more faith this year because when I switched over to the one station in town playing Christmas music the first song I heard was Little Saint Nick by The Beach Boys and I am still in the Christmas spirit. If hearing that piece of drivel and possibly the worst Christmas song ever written, didn't dampen my spirits, nothing can!