christmas
Ace likes Christmas and he loves Japan, apparently
Christmas Day, I dutifully packed away all the Christmas pretties but Ace’s card “screen.” He likes to lie on his bed and look up at them.
It’s a little weird.
He kisses the Japanese design @macpsych sent.
It’s either Japan or the mince pie crumbles that dropped from the good doctor’s beard as he inscribed.
Xmases-Past
I dug around some more and found more pictures! That 1st one was originally titled 1973 but it was 1974. I’m chucking that post and tossing these at you. I tried to only pick photos of myself but marked over a couple for anonymity.
Had a rough start but as you can see a combo of soya and KARO fatted me up. I’d fail again and again through infancy due to introduction of wheat. They were too stupid to diagnose Celiac at the time, so my childhood was full of hippie cures and RX supplements. I also wore braces on my legs (no photos exist, it was Shameful).
I’ve posted this before. It’s my mammy and The Duchess. She’s trying to look motherly and the mother is making sure she doesn’t drop me on my head, reaching for her White Russian.
’73
I wore specs by age 2. There aren’t many photos of them, it was Shameful. Brother must’ve taken it as The Duchess’ back was turned.
Roomful of family, I’m hiding in a corner…
on the phone. –this was posted on its own in error as 1973 earlier
Regular readers will remember FS is “foster sister.” What you may not know is that I had two. OFS “original foster sister” was 2 years my senior and FS is 1 year my junior. OFS was put out at age 15. Talk about “shameful?” That ain’t on her.
80s, unsure which year.
I wore this 50s prom dress, which I’d ripped out the crinolines and lopped off as a mini, worn with fishnets and combat boots–to school. I wore it once a week and as you can see, it’s Christmastime, so even in Midwest winters. I loved it!
I dyed my hair black off and on in the 80s and you can see my signature “Pepe Le Pew” bleached chunk. I used facial bleach to do it cos that was more cost-effective.
Touch and go on the angle up the skirt. I’m rethinking the silver tights now…
The Reed Twins have been drinking.
Xmas for Bday!
I didn’t grow up watching many kids’shows or films–just wasn’t provided BUT I did have Rudolph as a kid and since he was my main-branded-entertainment, he is beloved!
Here’s another early bday gift:
Rudolph pjs! The top is heavily appliquéd, the bottoms are ‘polar fleece’ and there’s a SLEEP MASK!!!
Holy SHITCICLES!!! (North Pole edition)
Lookie from which location and POST MARK this is!!!
IT’S REALLY HIM!
-I really DO have a friend in ALASKA right now, on an Army base. I don’t know the protocol for how they contact St. Nick. Maybe it’s like you get permission from your CO? Maybe the CO, what-with being up there and running things, so close to Santa that they’re like buddies? If so, what favour do you think he asks of the CO? Obviously it’s a big favour to send ME a card from the North Pole!
Belated mincemeat pie *
Bubbling! –that shite’ll scald you like napalm. Kinda is napalm…
Ugly AND delicious!
* Macpsych waxing Chrissytime about mincemeat today reminded me that I’d forgotten to bake one? Enter the Oven (and a huge mess, including my bakery cloth & board, various implements of destruction and cast iron.
Saturday evening post, not Post
Got these lovely cards Saturday night and didn’t open them as I was cooking a bunch and deep cleaning. Sunday, I was gone all day & only did the prep for Monday’s party. Monday, I was hiding crap, trying to figure out what things my 2 klutzes would set fire to or knock over and break. So! I was delayed posting these purty cards. Sorry, here they are and thanks to Richard and Lauri!
God Jul!
Thanks to the delightful A!
This looks homemade. Is this homemade? It’s fab!
À does all sorts of fantastic sweets at her blog. Go see!
Satan Klaws dropped by…AGAIN!
FINALLY! The anti-possession pyjamas I’ve needed so the Debbil can’t get me before I’m dead!*
Thanks, K! Maybe I can now sleep in peace, not pieces…
As Great-baba sang:
Sing at the table,
Whistle in bed,
Devil’ll get you,
Before you’re dead**
Great-baba and toddler-MT
** Apparently there are other versions! Of course, this one is also of the Ozarks, like me! Ozarks Magic and Superstitions
postcards, MY FAVOURITE!!
I didn’t grow up with a shared frame of reference in most ways with my peers. There were no Disney films nor Dr. Seuss books–however! I did watch Rudolph growing up. For most Americans, we have been hearing about this year being Monsieur Le Nez-si-Beau’s 50th Anniversary!
The ever lovely Queen of Fractal Beauty sent another cracking homemade postcard/ quilt square:
What a humdinger!
Our AussieEmJay sent her artwork, as well:
-Is that the street & school yard of your neighbourhood? When I was lost, wandering the city in the dark, it sorta reminds me of that–sans niege.
As a bonus, check the postal mark:
IT’S RUDOLPH!!!
Thanks, ladies! I’m loving my first Christmas cards!
Joyeux Holidays from my alma mater
Every year Webster University does a Christmas card. This time is jumbled caroling.
And yes. We get it’s an ocean of multiculturalism in the middle of nowhere. That’s why we went there!