Wednesday, December 18, 2013
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
Everyone should read this book. It's as simple as that. Reading the book in this form really reinforces the strength of the original storyline. Just fabulous.
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It seems that nearly passing out at work and then spending 5 hours at the doctor's office can be rather intrusive to my plans.
There are many positive comments about the video....but it looks like a black screen to me with the band name and song title on it. I'm not sure what that's all about, but this song is spectacular!
Monday, December 16, 2013
I gave up and decided to just give you some Harry Connick Jr. instead.
Mmmm... Coffee and pumpkin pie.
HCJr needs to have an annual Christmas special. With the Muppets.
Saturday, December 14, 2013
Merry Christmas from the Borders clan. We haven’t sent out a Christmas-end-of-the-year update for a few years so I decided it was about time we did something at least...Don’t worry, I’m not going to try to make the entire thing rhyme, or use it solely as an excuse to promote my blog [check out capnkjv.blogspot.com – to read and follow the exciting adventures of ‘tough as nails’ Private Eye Kinsey Mahone then share it on Facebook and Twitter!] Instead, I decided that we would reminisce about our favorite all-time Christmas memories…
We’ll start with the youngest and make our way to the…uh…most experienced.
Zech: “My favorite year was the time that Caleb and I received an electronic race track from our Uncle Joe. We set it up right away and began to race. I think we raced the entire day and I lost every race. Caleb kept destroying me, but it was still so much fun. Every year since then we set up the track instead of a train around the tree. Many times our pets have been very intrigued to watch the cars zip around and around the track, which adds to the fun.”
Caleb: “I don’t know. I suck at this. I don’t even remember any of our Christmases. All I know is every year, we get up and do our stockings, then we go upstairs and open presents for too long.”
Liza: “My favorite memory was the time that we went to Joe and Anette’s and made some homemade metal lanterns. After we made the lanterns we walked around their neighborhood with the lanterns in hand. It is a tradition that Anette grew up with. It was fun to be able to share that childhood experience with her and her children. Later we got a German hymnal out and did our best to sing traditional songs in German. Lena and Jacob seemed impressed that we were almost, kinda-sorta able to sing the songs with them.”
Andrea: “Every Christmas is my favorite Christmas since I get to spend them with you [Dave]”, she said with a straight face. Then, she did NOT say:
“My favorite year was the time that my husband hid my present at my mother’s house and yet made me look for it all over our own home. When I couldn’t find it at our house he announced that it was time to go to my mom’s. I was so angry that I refused to leave. I wanted to find my present, but he said we had to leave. I wanted to strangle him. I don’t remember how the rest of the day went, but Dave never hid my presents again after that.”
Dave: “My own favorite memory would have to be the year that my mom first exposed me to the whole idea of a treasure hunt. I’m not sure she realized the far-reaching implications of what she was doing, but it really left quite an impression on me. I still remember finally finding my baseball glove hanging in my closet next to my clothes and how much more than a glove it seemed to be due to the extra time and anticipation caused by the drawn out search. As far as I remember she didn’t make me do anything as wild as I’ve since done to my own children [find clues on the roof, brave the elements to search the shed, remove heat registers with a screw driver etc.] but it was still so much fun, I knew I had to incorporate it into my own family traditions. I also got a space Lego set and a Boba Fett action figure that year, so it’s been pretty much impossible to top that Christmas.”
Collectively though, we just wanted to say that truthfully our favorite Christmas memory is the one we spent with you ___________________ [insert name]. It meant so much to us.
But I did find Mr. Magoo! I suppose this Christmas special was too overtly Christian to be played...during Christmas...
I was surprised to learn that George Jetson was one of Bob Cratchit's kids. He lived a long and full life for sure.