7degrees of seperation

Well, it's been a few days since we last visited clan of impending disaster. We received the Christmas presents from Memphis. It was a great day if you ask my kids. I tortured them and made them wait until I arrived home from work to open the 4 huge boxes that contained the booty. (yes-we still laugh at booty jokes of any kind.) I must say that the Memphis haul was far beyond what I ever thought that could make it in 4 good size(o.k.- huge)boxes. We all received so much cool stuff that now we think we are rich-which we are not, and the girls were giddy until it was time to clean up. It was at that time that I realized the new way to get them into bed at bed time-a cleaning party. Worked like a charm. So we left everything in the front room and went to bed full of chocolate covered cherries and dreams of what we would all wear the next day. H has already made some snicker doodles with her baking set-the chef in me is sooooo proud and S has worn every earring she has for the last few days. E was the last box we opened and I had fun torturing her because she expects nothing but gets very, very excited when she does get something just for her- I think it's middle sister syndrome ala Jan Brady. So a large time was had by all. I sold my first car of the year today. Bout time! Oh well I think I could do better if I were at a bigger dealership but I would also have to actually work.

Tonight, after work we went out for S's birthday she will be twelve in a couple of days and she thinks she is the coolest. And she is. We let her open her presents from us and let her pick the place to eat. We have a standing reservation at the local Japanese steakhouse teppanaki table every birthday, big payday, when taxes are filed or in the event I get a bonus. We love it. So we went there and ate like we are not on a serious diet. that means one extra mile on the treadmill tomorrow. S got some more earrings, and those silly hippies shoes-but they are cute on her. Kinda a Birkenstock clog.

She Really digs them and thinks they are groovy.-- O.K. she really said they were kewl.

I cannot believe how fast this little baby has grown into a chic. I will post more on that on the official birthday blog. Well that is all for now and I am missing having these things with my family in Memphis. They miss all the cool stuff--one of the reasons for this blog---and it is not a BLOODY 7DEGREES in MEMPHIS RIGHT NOW. That is not windchill people. It is 7 degrees in OHIO right this second. So off to bed I go, but before that I have to go unfreeze the dog from her crouched state as she is stuck to the frozen tundra of our back yard.

Nighty night for now,

SF