Happy New Year’s Eve!

Gotcha fireworks, right here…

Hope you and yours have a safe and prosperous 2010! (As for us, we’re almost done cleaning up.)

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Projectile Holiday Cheer

As if the Senate holiday enema wasn’t enough, plus (yes) terrorist attack on Christmas Day, plus the broken dryer on Christmas Eve, plus the new (surprise) tires for my car, plus the (surprise) transmission seals for hubster’s car – – Not-So-Wee-Highlander began puking Saturday night, well into the wee hours of Sunday. He’s fine and back to his bouncy self. But, within the last hour, dear hubby started his serenade with the porcelain god. It’s only a matter of time until I bring up the rear.

Carnival of Christmas 2009

Just up – CatHouse Chat’s annual Carnival of Christmas 2009! Click over and enjoy the many stories, memories and traditions. Then leave Kat a warm holiday comment for her labor of love!

Rationed Bandwidth, Encroaching Shadows

No, it’s not what the Congressional Black Hole of Rationing All Things is considering (except shhhhh, don’t say it too loudly), it’s been what’s been going on at the praxeum. Hubster is on a publishing deadline and the only computer with the software for his music is ALSO the computer that is the portal to the internettuberoooooz. So I snatch time when I can.

The effort to maintain a joyful Christmas spirit is tough this year. Despite the never-ending war on Christmas, this season brings out the worse in those who hate the light. Now Obama’s dream of hope and change servitude for all looms darkly on the horizon. The wolf in sheep’s clothing is bearing his teeth; the mask is beginning to slip. Peter Wehner (h/t HotAir):

Mr. Obama has revived the worst impressions of the Democratic party – profligate and undisciplined, arrogant, lovers of big government, increasers of taxes. The issues and narrative for American politics in the foreseeable future has been set — limited government versus exploding government, capitalism versus European style socialism, responsible and measured policies versus reckless and radical ones.

Michelle Malkin has the list (part I, part II) of Democrats who have accepted bribes in a variety of forms – all to pass this abomination. At least one (now former) Democrat has a shred of moral fiber.

Elizabeth, The Anchoress, sees a coup in process. Quiet, sneaky, at a time when the people’s attention is focused to home and hearth, the thief plots to pillage, burn and worse. One thief turns into another and then another, and soon you have governmental strangle-hold “agents of change” hoards of barbaric Vandals sweeping through, destroying everything in sight. The current administration will be remembered for it’s scorched earth policy in regards to “representative” government. The Founding Fathers would be appalled.

Smitty of The Other McCain says “This ‘Brave New World’ is not why I have served my country these years.”

And Pundette Jill asks what we all are wondering, “What part of ‘We don’t want it’ don’t they understand?” The polls that Obama and his minions live and die by are tanking over this bill – suddenly they don’t care about their numbers – I fear something darker is afoot.

To quote G. K. Chesterton,

The issue is now clear. It is between light and darkness, and everyone must choose his side.

UPDATE: Michelle adds even moreBeltway Christmas: Cash for corruptocrats.

Bob Belvedere:

Harry Reid is a tyrant.

He has violated his oath of office. And anyone in the Senate who votes for this tyrannical measure will have violated his or her own oaths. This is pure lawlessness. Erick is spot-on when he says ‘We Are No Longer A Nation Of Laws’. We are now a Nation Of Men—a Nation Of Tyrannical Men.

Congrats to Clan McCain

I take a little time off for R-n-R, hoping to heal up my nasty cold that threatens to take over Rhode Island, and what happens? Somebody goes off and gets engaged.

Happy congrats to Kennedy & Martin and to the proud daddy, too. He’ll be rattling that dang tip jar 24/7 now that he’s got a wedding to pay for!

Stink, Stank, STUNK

One of the posts with the highest traffic here is The War on Christmas. Every year there are more examples. Now Harry Reid has piled on.

Rushing, hiding, colluding, bullying – all to get his precious (but secret) healthcare bill passed. From Michelle:

[Sen. Mitch] McConnell on the floor talking about how Demcare has become a “literal political nightmare.” And “they want to rush this bill through by Christmas?” And “here’s the most outrageous part: They want us to vote on a bill that no one outside majority leader’s conference room has seen. No one has seen it…This entire process is a complete charade.” [Emphasis mine]

Perhaps, Harry like one of his cohorts in crime, was separated at birth from his own secret twin.

You’re a foul one, Mr. Grinch.
You’re a nasty, wasty skunk.
Your heart is full of unwashed socks
Your soul is full of gunk.
Mr. Grinch.

The three words that best describe you,
are, and I quote:

“Stink. Stank. Stunk.”

Perhaps The Anchoress’ admonition from a few days ago is appropriate – Go Home.

Go home, Congress, and give America a break from your freakish certainties, your falsities, frailties and your folly. Turn off your blackberries and stay off the television and try to find whatever scraps of humanity still remain buried beneath the crust of stinking, corrupt ambition you’ve allowed to grow on you.

Perhaps when you come back, you can be humans again, and sane, and willing to actually serve your nation, instead of yourselves.

Quote of the Day


Dude, it’s like the KISS army turning on Gene Simmons.

The Christmas Memories, Part 10

Three years ago, I started a series on personal Christmas memories. Here are all the previous installments: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 5.1, 6, 7, 8 and 9. Some are sad, some are funny, but they are all very special to me.

Round these parts, we’re “famous” for a certain type of decoration. Friends bring their little ones over and every year we’re stopped in the grocery store and asked if we did it again.

It all started with this one little man, less than six inches tall, purchased at Homeplace in Five Points, Athens, GA. He was our first and graced our little mantle in our little house for our first Christmas together. His sweet face hasn’t changed a bit. His little bell still tinkles, so we know it’s him when we unwrap him. The kids always ask – which one was first? Who is the fattest? Where’s the Irish one? Where’s the Mickey Mouse one? Where’s the Lego one? Where’s the bug-eyed one? Over the years we added a few here and there.

Big ones.

Little ones.

Shiny ones.

Politically incorrect ones (can you find him?)

All shapes and sizes and varieties and costumes and nationalities. There are even two from Russia. Yes, I’d say we added just a few… some are handmade, some from the dime store, some were brought back from trips, some given by friends, some were expensive, some for five-for-a-dollar. There are so many now, they spill forth from our extra-large mantle to the hearth, the tree, the window sills, tables and even a clock.

Every year, this little man and his band of merry-makers bring JOY.

Merry Christmas and God bless us, every one.

Just Following Directions

Per Gerard, to avoid pain of mockery: The Charles Johnson Calendar.

Per Stacy, who is stilling dancing the Heisman Dance: A Very Cool Movie.

And a little on Obama’s Grade Inflation and the FLOTUS Getting Caught? Ohhh, that would be too good!

The Christmas Cold, Right on Schedule

Blogging will be light to non-existent today. The Christmas Cold has arrived, with vengeance, right on schedule. Meet my new BFF…

Things that Make Me Happy

Frequent readers here know I like The Sound of Music (sorry – how very unJedi of me), so a little rendition of one of my favorite songs is in order to explain why I’ve been a bit quiet the last few days.

My Favorite Things

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things

Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels
Door bells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things

Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver white winters that melt into Springs
These are a few of my favorite things

When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I’m feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don’t feel so bad.

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things

Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels
Door bells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things

Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver white winters that melt into Springs
These are a few of my favorite things

When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I’m feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don’t feel so bad.

And now it’s time to add something new. This makes me VERY happy. Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you to our brand new graduate, the young lady formerly known on this blog as “College Girl.”

P.S. If someone with Photoshop skills could tell me how to lose the ugly blue bar, I’d be very appreciative.

Many thanks to Carol of No Sheeples Here for beautifying the picture. Ain’t the internetz grand?

Quote Joke of the Week

The Other McCain:

Anyway, Tiger Woods had nine mistresses. And that was just the front nine. What about the back nine?

Something Rotten in Denmark

That stench is the exhaust from all the politicians and “scientists” and activists and tree-hugging groupies pretending to be all eco-conscious for the cameras. Or it could be the hot air from their yammering pie-holes. Really, if they really believed the tripe they peddle, they’d be behaving much differently, wouldn’t they?

Just in time for the GlobalWarmingGooeyCampfireInSnowyCopenhagen MosEiselyInDisguise, the Obama administration plans to announce they plan to further regulate greenhouse gases as a threat to our well-being. The timing is so adolescently predictable – make Big Zero look all greeny for the popular kids. In the meantime, the climate change scientists look more stupid by the minute. Gee, wasn’t it in 5th grade science that we learned that trees need CO2 to survive? Why does Obama hate the trees?

Finally the Obama administration finds a problem they can solve. Unfortunately it is one that doesn’t exist.

The din begins. If you don’t believe, you’re a heretic. Let the auto de fé begin!

Al Gore, Inventor of the Internet and Weathermaking Wizard, is now a poet, and wants you to know it. I wonder if there is a merit badge for that, that his mom could sew on his High Priest robe/sash/snuggie?

(cartoon shamelessly swiped from MarySue)

Remember Pearl Harbor

Our WWII vets are dwindling away by the day. They, and their families fight to keep the memories of that horrible day alive. I pray another Pearl Harbor is not in our near future. One would hope our “Hawaiian born” President would get the history right, but alas

Sweet, Sweet, Bittersweet

(swiped from The Other McCain)

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