It's been a crazy week! My youngest (Arly) was admitted into the hospital on Monday. She was quite sick and her white blood cell count shot up "dangerously high". They put her on IV and antibotics while they ran a bunch of tests. It turns out it was just a nasty virus. Thankfully she is home now and feeling much better. Scary times!
My oldest (Amanda) and her boyfriend are already home (they came home early due to Arly being sick) and they will be here until Wednesday.
The tree is decorated, the gifts are wrapped, the baking is completed, the turkey is
thawing, and YES, Mamma is ready for a long winters nap..lol. But having my girls with me on Christmas is wonderful. It's the first time in 3 years that we will ALL be together as a family. THAT is truly the best gift of all.
Christmas, for me, has never been about fancy gifts or running my credit cards to the max.
Oh sure, we have a tree with presents underneath and there are definitely some great surprises there. But the best gift we can give each other are the ones that money cannot buy. They are the gifts we give from the heart.
Gifts bought may not be remembered next Christmas - but the gift of time and love will be remembered forever.
The greatest gift we can give is the gift of ourselves; our time; our friendship, and most of all our love.
Here's thanking my vox family for your friendship and wishing you all wonderful Christmas memories.
Let the magic begin.....
When did you really get to make a difference for someone else?
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HERE ....and it has truly been a blessing!
I totally stole this from electric firefly and thought it was such a fun idea.
If you would like one of your own GO HERE.
Thank you to my wonderful vox neighbourhood and Happy Holidays to you all!!
This is an entry for electric firefly's contest. It is not in any way true. And is for entertainment purpose only.
Dearest Family,
Can you believe another year has come and gone? Seems like only yesterday I was nursing the paper cuts on my tongue from last year's go 'round.
Uncle Lou is doing real good with his new hip. They make artificial hips in all sorts of fancy metals these days, ya know. But his insurance would only cover the cheapest one, which is made out of wrought iron. The doctor says there's a good chance it might rust one day, so he has Lou on WD-40 shots. But y'all know Uncle Lou - he makes the best out of every situation. Why just the other day he was amusing the youngsters by letting them stick fridge magnets to his ass.
Then there's Aunt Flora. She got that forgettin' disease ya know. And if that's not bad enough she also got a serious case of tourette syndrome. Because she is so forgetful she spends the day arguing with herself. "BIT**"...... "shut-up I'm not a bitch"..."F***ER" ......."watch your mouth" ..."TRAMP"..."who you talking to"...is common conversation.
Now we all know she was never the sharpest tool in the shed, but poor thing is dumber than a bag of hammers these days. Why just last week she left for church wearing nothing but her bloomers. After about four hours of wandering the streets the cops brought her home. We are still tryin' to figure out how we're gonna pay her profanity violation ticket...but the dollar bills she had tucked into her bloomers might help a little.
Cousin Bobbie got engaged. Yup..our little Bobbie is finally gettin' hitched. He's getting married to EllieMay. She's a real nice girl, especially since she got her new teeth in, and her ears pinned back. Comes from fine stock, that girl. She's a Johnson. You know the Johnson's...they own that big sheep operation just over the hill. Y'all know that Bobbie always had a likin' for sheep, so it's no surprise him and Ellie would hit it off. Her Daddy, Cliff, is getting on in age, so no doubt Bobbie and EllieMay will be taking over the sheep farm one day. Bobbie gets such a gleam in his eye when he talks about those sheep. The wedding is next year. Takin' place right there on the farm... and no doubt you'll all be gettin' an invite.
We had a break in at the house last week. But Paco our chihuahua saved us by biting through the bars of his kennel and attacking them while Shadoe the cat alerted the police by tapping out the situation over the phone in morse code. Needless to say it was treats all round when we got home and discovered three burgulars cornered in the lounge by a chihuahua and a siamese. Oh how we all laughed!
Well I best be going. I gotta send an internet reply to some bigwig from the west african bank. He found a bunch of money in a private savings account of somebody that died and he's going to share it with us. $20,000,000.00. Have you ever seen so many zeros? And the best part is we don't even have to fly to Africa to collect. Which is a good thing cuz hubby's hemorroids couldn't stand a long trip like that. Nope...that kind man is gonna deposit it right into our bank account. All we have to do is give him our account number.
I guess you'll have to wait til next Christmas to see what we did with the money.
Merry Christmas all
OTTAWA - Canada Post investigators and Ottawa police are narrowing the field of suspects in the hunt for the person behind some letters from Santa that contained inappropriate material.
Post Office spokeswoman Cindy Daoust says the Letter From Santa program has been shut down in the Ottawa region until the culprit is found. At least 10 hand-written letters were sent out that contained curse words and descriptions of lewd acts.
Daoust says the Canada Post workers, known as Postal Elves, are in shock over what has happened to the program in the Ottawa area.
Moya Greene, the president and CEO of Canada Post, says the post office is taking the
matter very seriously.
Canada Post handles more than a million letters a year to Santa - more than 11,000 current and former postal employees help reply to every letter received from a child.
Daoust says the hunt for the person behind the inappropriate letters is going and she's "very encouraged" with the results.
UPDATE: status FOUND
Wrinkled and a little stinky, but otherwise healthy.
"Lefty" brushed away tears of joy as he described the emotional rollercoaster he suffered since being seperated from his mate, for the past few weeks.
I imagined all sorts of horrors. Was he being washed with harsh bleach, exposed to tremendous dryer heat, or had he been tossed into the trash like an old bounce sheet.
Little did I know that he had been abducted from the laundry basket by the local feline. The thought of what he's been through is too horrendous to contemplate, said Lefty.
Happily the ordeal is over and the couple has been reunited.
Asked what they intend to do, both socks admitted they want some rest, and a fluff and fold before heading back to work.
"Tonight the argyles are throwing us a big party," said Righty, "but after that all we really want to do is take some time off, and kick back with a little sachet in the sock drawer."
Caffeine is my shepherd; I shall not doze.
It maketh me to wake in green pastures
It leadeth me beyond the sleeping masses
It restoreth my buzz
It leadeth me in the paths of consciousness for its name's sake
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of addiction,
I will fear no Equal.
For thou art with me.
Thy cream and thy sugar,
they comfort me.
Thou preparest a carafe before me,
in the presence of The Starbucks.
Thou anointest my day with pep.
My mug runneth over.
Surely richness and taste shall follow me all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the House of Mocha forever.
Amen