Favorite moment of Christmas 2008: Watching my mom laugh at reruns of “Jackass.”
It’s always good to know the source of what I choose to regard as inherited traits. I’ll chalk up my new-found “Guitar Hero” skills to my sense of rhythm, which I inherited from my dad. Inappropriate sense of humor? Thanks, Mom.
Archive for December, 2008
The ties that bind as I laugh at people wrecking golf carts
Posted in Christmas, Uncategorized, tagged Christmas, father, humor, mother on December 30, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Please feed the reindeer
Posted in Christmas, Uncategorized, tagged brother, Christmas, grandfather, grandmother, tradition on December 23, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Like all hopeful kids, my brother and I left cookies out for Santa when we were young. Santa needed a snack, and our grandmother’s sugar cookies and a glass of eggnog fit the bill quite nicely.
Of course, I realize now that Santa’s elves would have appreciated a gin and tonic much more.
I also remember my [...]
My mom’s excellent taste in men
Posted in Photographs, tagged animals, coast, dogs, family, hurricane, mississippi, mother on December 17, 2008 | 1 Comment »
This is Jerrel. When I tell a story that involves him, I’ll often call him my stepdad to save an explanation of my mom’s living arrangements and romantic life. More accurate wording is “my mom’s boyfriend,” since they’ve both been married a couple of times and aren’t interested in signing up for that particular institution [...]
It’s gonna be a funky Christmas
Posted in Christmas, Uncategorized, tagged Christmas, father, Mojo Nixon, music, New Orleans on December 11, 2008 | 1 Comment »
This is the most offensive and irreverent Christmas album you’re likely to ever come across. If you can put up with some cursing in your carols and a couple of sloppy takes on Christmas classics, however, you’ll discover a few gems featuring distinctive bass lines, great sax-playing, and inspired piano riffs by one Pete “Wet [...]
Brainy AND graceful
Posted in Uncategorized on December 5, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Looking back, it’s obvious that the optimum time to discover the “animal-style” stain on my jeans from a recent In-N-Out Burger visit was probably not in the middle of a meeting with government officials.
Sometimes I am totally from the South
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged accident, husband, Southern, vapors on December 5, 2008 | 2 Comments »
I almost fainted one night this week after bending my injured elbow. According to my husband, Bill, aka Mr. Science, bending it may have released some toxins that had been stored up, toxins that went coursing through my bloodstream with malicious intent. It certainly wasn’t the blood-and-guts factor, or I would have passed out while [...]
