The holidays are wonderful..
I sitting here at the computer.. Reading the post in Knots..
I have some Rum soaked Fruitcake and a large glass of red wine.. And I follow it with a few fresh tasting Mission Figs..
I may die tonight and be happy with that!
Edited 12/23/2007 10:40 am by WillGeorge
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K so fer breakfast I had three fried eggs amd a can of Corned Beef Hash and a pot of Coffee and a loaf of bread with a pound of buter on it..
Edited 12/23/2007 10:50 am by WillGeorge
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Right back at ya Will! I and the family are warm and safe from harm with a full belly. Life is good!
If it moves, tax it. If it keeps moving, regulate it.
And if it stops moving, subsidize it.
I and the family are warm and safe from harm with a full belly. Life is good!I'd bet you were the guy that told the wife she looke really beautiful with a FULL belly.. Even if it IT WAS ONE OF THE CHILDREN!Nothing like a litle child to grab your heart or the wife!!
That would havel been many many moons ago! (thank goodness)Government's view of the economy could be summed up in a few short phrases: If it moves, tax it. If it keeps moving, regulate it. And if it stops moving, subsidize it.
"K so fer breakfast I had three fried eggs amd a can of Corned Beef Hash and a pot of Coffee and a loaf of bread with a pound of buter on it.." Hah, hah! You may die tonight, LOL!
Merry Christmas, Mr. George, and best wishes in 2008! There was a great segment on NPR this morning about the truth of fruitcake. Made properly (with rum poured generously over the top after baking), a "three-year-old fruitcake is but in it's infancy."
Girl,
Like you-folk I have been at the Chrissie cake today. The ladywife has made it some tine ago and poured that Japanese whisky o'er it. Alas, I experimented with this foreign fantasy fuel and found it lacking as a sipper, compared to the native hooches from just up the road in Bonnie Scotland. (It's the peat and the seaweed you know).
But I can recommend the Japanese grog for cake-soaking (rather than for use with the human soaks, such as moi). It lends an air of exotica to go with all them spices and tropical viands that one places into such a cake.
Anyway, HappyChristmas and may there be shiny thangs in your stocking or even a Very Big Parcel in your shed. I hoists me grog-glass to ye all!
Lataxe, quite merry just now.
PS We must all keep out the shed for a bit until the Christmas grog and the merry feeling it gives have passed off. Need I remind you of how a plane can nick when not gripped firmy and with full motor control of one's appendages? Of course not, you knew that already and now so do I.
"But I can recommend the Japanese grog for cake-soaking ...." If it's anything like Swedish glogg (o with 2 dots), I'm game! My dressage trainer is a Swede, and she makes glogg every year for the Christmas party. WOW!!! Love that stuff!
As to the presents under the tree, I insisted there be none this year, because hubby upgraded my shop electric to the tune of a huge bill (and we now have a generator and switcheroo whatchamacallit for power outages). We took each other to the new Cabela's in Lacey on Friday, that was our fun Christmas thing. (Great place by the way!)
Tonight we're off to see National Treasure: Book of Secrets. Tomorrow night, I'll let him unwrap the Santa gift, which is the first two Pirates of the Carribean movies, so I can quietly drool over Johnny Depp and laugh 'til my ribs hurt during Dead Man's Chest.
forestgirl -- you can take the girl out of the forest, but you can't take the forest out of the girl ;-)
Edited 12/23/2007 9:05 pm by forestgirl
If it's anything like Swedish glogg ..LOL.. LOL.. Me and my Brother when we were kids just loved Christmas.. No movie to go to but our Grandpa always had a old Sweedish (I think) friend over.. That man was so funny! He talked so strange but we understood him somehow!He had two wooden legs (We did not know they were wood at the time I'm sure). I think he may have lost the legs because he worked on the RR with my Grandfather.. I think he was a Brakeman?Anyway.. He and Grandpa drank ALOT of some funny smelling stuff (we sipped when they were not looking)..That old Swedish Man was Christmas to us! As stated we did not realize it then but I now know.. He would pull up his trouser legs and HE HAD HOLES IN HIS LEGS! And a string hanging out of the hole in each one.. We (brother and I) had to pull on the string and a little sack popped out and in the bag was a Silver Dollar!NOW THAT IS A REAL CHRISTMAS FOR A LITTLE BOY!
Edited 12/25/2007 4:31 am by WillGeorge
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