His mother makes him suck on a bar of Lifebuoy soap, during which he imagines himself having gone blind from soap poisoning. Let's just say that during the plumbing incident, Rick didn't say "Fudge." The ceremonial licking of the soap was his penance!
* * * * *The good thing about having one Christmas on the evening of the 23rd and the morning of the 24th is that there is time to have another!
'We didn't really have "real" Christmas Eve plans. Kevin and Molly were at her parents' and the three of us weren't sure what we'd do. Then Rick talked to Paul Davis.
Paul and Bonnie live in the neighborhood where Greg grew up and he and Matt were friends from Kindergarten.
Both were creative, in the same Scout troop (with Paul and Rick overseeing the Pinewood Derby and a massive cake-baking fundraiser!).
So, when Paul said, "Come on over for pizza," we were so there!
As we walked in, he said "After dinner, we're making Christmas ornaments and you can make as many as you like, but you have to leave one here for our tree."
Is that not the coolest thing ever?
Rick, Bonnie Paul, Paul's dad, Matt and Greg. I am taking the picture.
So, make we did! Rick turned out a bicycle.
For my ornament to leave behind, Paul is showing a pizza I made to remember the evening by.
I also made the cat below and a very cute choirboy that photographed very badly!
Of course, there's one in every crowd!
Greg made this creature that must speak for itself.
I can't describe it, apart from that it was a creature with a purple headdress sitting in an elaborate chair holding a shotgun! It attracted quite a bit of interest during its creation as Matt chipped in with a support system!
I think a lot of you will "get" this -- to me, sharing an evening with good friends and having the chance to do an art thing was so over-the-top for me, I'll never forget it!
Christmas Day brought presents in the morning with Rick and Gypsy.
The evening brought friends Mike and Kate over for dinner (with Richard stopping in later).
I have to say -- I'm going to make a "Flat Jeanie-on-a-Stick" -- like a flat Stanley, so when I'm the photographer, Rick can hold me up and I'm still in the photo.
Gypsy and the Bow
I said I'd tell you about what Gyppy thought of his Christmas bow. He looked so cute, with his polka dotted bow, that when I left for Christmas #1 at Rick's, I left it on Gypsy. But when I came home later to get something, it was nowhere to be found. I assumed he had snagged it going behind the tree.
But later, when in the bathroom for obvious reasons, I happened to look in the toilet.
(Good thing that didn't get flushed down, or it would be Kevin and his plunger to the rescue a second time!
Couldn't even say "bad cat" because it was so darned funny! And he's so darned cute!