Christmas Movie Top 10

Ok I'm a Christmas movie/tv show freak. I wait all year for this stuff... Here's my top 10:

10. National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation
9. Scrooged
8. Frosty the Snowman
7. Santa Clause is Coming to Town
6. How the Grinch Stole Christmas - Jim Carrey version
5. A Christmas Carol - George C. Scott version
4. Charlie Brown Christmas
3. How the Grinch Stole Christmas - Animated television version
2. Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer - 1964 Burl Ives version

AND.....#1 IS.....








A CHRISTMAS STORY

"Ah, fra-gee-lay, must be Italian."
"I think that says, 'fragile'."

"Over the years I got to be quite a connossieur of soap. Though my personal preference was for Lux, I found that Palmolive had a nice, piquant after-dinner flavor - heavy, but with a touch of mellow smoothness. Life Buoy, on the other hand... YECCHH! "

"Only one thing in the world could've dragged me away from the soft glow of electric sex gleaming in the window."

I can tell you what Christmas is all about, Charlie Brown...

And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid.

And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.

For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.

And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.

And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying,

Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.

~St. Luke, 2:9-14

With God all is possible...

SNOW!

Hey guess what?! Apparently my whining for snow was heard by SOMEONE because it's been snowing for the last two days, and the forecast says we're going to have snow until Tuesday! WOOHOO!

So today is Sunday...went to church for the last time this year. Next Sunday is Christmas and we're going the family thing, then after that it's New Year's, and we're going to SLC and won't make it back in time to go to church at 9:00 in the morning. Good thing I don't have to teach again till the fourth Sunday in January!

This Friday my hubby is taking me to a play at Kingsbury Hall. We're seeing "It's A Wonderful Life". I'm really excited. It should be a lot of fun. I think we're going to the Spaghetti Factory for dinner after. I LOVE that place!

Ugh...tomorrow's Monday. Another fun filled work week. Yee frickin' haw. But then again I shouldn't gripe too much...I work for the government so I get all those obscure holidays off. :-)

Oh, since it's Sunday, here's a "church gossip" joke...

Elsa , the church gossip and self-appointed arbiter of morals, kept sticking her nose into other peoples' business. Several members were unappreciative of her activities, but feared her enough to maintain their silence. Elsa made a mistake, however, when she accused Sam, a new member, of being an alcoholic, after she saw his pickup truck one afternoon parked in front of the town's only bar. She commented to him and others that everyone seeing his truck there "would surely know what he was doing." Sam, a man of few words, stared at her for a moment and just walked away. He did not explain, defend, nor deny; he said nothing. Later that evening, Sam quietly parked his pickup in front of Elsa 's house and left it there all night.

HA HA HA HA

Evie the Shih Tzu

Just a pic of the puppy dog...

Ahhhh.....Friday

Yep. Friday. Best day of the week.

I'm thinking of getting another dog. My shih tzu, Evie, needs a buddy. I think she gets bored with my husband and me. Maybe I'll get another shih tzu. Or maybe a Lhasa Apso. My boss has one and she loves hers. Kip wants a boxer. I told him if we get a boxer we need a better fence...

Oh Tannenbaum, O Tannenbaum, wie treu sind deine Blätter!
Du grüst nich nur zur Somerzeit, nein auch im Winter, wenn es Schneid,
O Tannenbaum, O Tannenbaum, wie treu sind deine Blätter!

I'm getting excited for Christmas, can ya' tell? I'm singing "Oh Christmas Tree" in German.

Speaking of Christmastime, I STILL don't have any snow in my yard. It's been super cold, though, which is cool. But I'm bummed about the snow. Oh well, griping about it isn't gonna make it snow.

My Christmas Tree 

December...

Wow, a rough couple of weeks.....

Shortly before Thanksgiving my husband's grandpa had a stroke. He was in Arizona visiting with some friends.

Strokes are odd. We were getting an hour by hour play by play of Grandpa's status. First it didn't look good, then he was getting better, then he took a downfall, then he got better....this went on for nearly a week.

Thanksgiving night, my husband drove to Arizona with his cousin to see their grandpa. The following Saturday, they brought him home to Fairview, Utah, because the doctors said there was nothing they could do. The stroke had left him paralyzed on his right side and had damaged his organs. He couldn't eat, and his living will stated that he didn't want to remain alive by artificial means, so a feeding tube was out of the question. He died Monday, November 28th, 2005.

Wendell Locke was one of the neatest people I had ever met. When my husband took me to meet him shortly before we were married, he met me with open arms and a giant hug. And he was like that every time I saw him. If I was ornery, or angry, or sad, I knew I could always count on him to make me feel better.

He was a Navy SeaBee in World War II. He used to tell me a story about how he was on a ship in Okinawa and the Japanese planes were flying so close he could see the instrument panel. The morning that happened he had drunk some orange juice for breakfast. Then the waves in the ocean were so bad that it made him sick. Ever since then he could never drink orange juice!

In Fairview, he had a ranch with many horses. I'm a horse fanatic. Whenever I wanted to see the horses he'd go out with me and tell me their names and funny stories about them. It didn't matter if they were in the far pastures. We'd just hop in his Chevy and we'd drive over the sagebrush out to them. He knew when every one of the colts was born, who they belonged to, and everything else. He was a horse whisperer, for sure. He could walk up to any one of those horses and they'd just stand there and let him walk right up to them. He had a calming influence with everything and everyone.

He taught me how to drive a tractor. He taught me how to build a fence. He taught me about irrigation, caring for horses, and how to be a better person. He taught me a lot about my husband, and why he does some of the dumb things he does. (Just kidding, honey, you know I love you.) And he taught me that no matter how idiotic some people are, they're still people, and you just take them with a grain of salt. (That's a story about my husband's step-father, and when I'm in a downright evil mood I will clue you in on that whole situation.)

I will miss him. Very much. At the funeral one of my husband's cousins played taps, and military rites were carried out. I'd never seen that before.

I feel truly blessed to have been able to be in the presence of such a man. And I look forward to the day when I will see him again.