tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456195848900902802.post9095567766558716931..comments2023-08-28T07:30:59.692-05:00Comments on MOVING ON TO THE PAST: Will the TSA Consider my Sharp Tongue a Weapon?Kathy Felsted Usherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471923897561942341noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456195848900902802.post-48172924243565850172010-12-12T08:57:18.792-06:002010-12-12T08:57:18.792-06:00I never questioned your parentage. You know that ...I never questioned your parentage. You know that I love you, Santa and Rudolph very much but I don't know if I can say the same for the cat who decided to throw up on the Christmas tree skirt. There was a small incident when the branch became separated from the artificial tree- for the third time- after the lights and ornaments were already attached. I was also less than delighted when the baking powder fell from the top cabinet shelf and turned the kitchen into a winter wonderland in the midst of baking the cookies for the exchange today. How nice that you are attending the beer exchange portion of the party with the guys. Lukas Liquors did not have individually packaged 12 packs of homemade cookies for the occasion, believe me, I asked. Nevertheless, what would Christmas be without a little drama? Another story to pass on!Kathy Felsted Usherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10471923897561942341noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456195848900902802.post-45281577086123786322010-12-12T08:33:34.583-06:002010-12-12T08:33:34.583-06:00Well, Mary Christine, if you've never heard of...Well, Mary Christine, if you've never heard of cookin' words then I'm sure you could never be prepared for tree trimmin' words.<br /><br />Last night the tree was brought from the attic, preceded by mumblings and imprecations normally associated more with the movement of troops than the celebration of a holy time.<br /><br />Soon the branches were flying as fast as the ornaments were hung. Curses filled the air like carols from the bowels of hell. Lights were lit and emotions ran high as my parentage was brought into question and Santa and his reindeer were belittled with vile and pestilent prevarication! <br /><br />And then, to bring the evening to a crescendo, the cookie baking began!<br /><br />Our granddaughter will be entering into therapy next week.Catawissa Gazetteerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04939761313614220536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456195848900902802.post-12340128893546717072010-12-07T09:08:42.059-06:002010-12-07T09:08:42.059-06:00thanks for that. I never heard of cook'n word...thanks for that. I never heard of cook'n words before - but I think I have uttered them -often.Mary Christinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00156641491060184072noreply@blogger.com