Sunday, December 27, 2009

Dear Commenters


Dear Readers:

Today's subject has to do with blog comments....those little snippets that bring joy to any blogger - somewhat like a little treat for a dog. We all love comments - especially the comments oozing with praise and ego-stroking gratification that justify the hours spent toiling over a post.

However, when we get a comment from "Anonymous" that goes something like this:

"Opulently I agree but I think the post should have had more information" -

-it leaves me shaking my head in a "what the hell?" sort of way.

There are so many things wrong with this - so let's begin:

First, "Anonymous." Who are you? If you can't put a name to your comment, you don't deserve to get published. Period. I don't even ask for real names - use "John Smith" for all I care - but put a name to your words - or they don't mean squat. Hiding behind "Anonymous" is just that - hiding. Man up and use a name.

Second, "Opulently". Another "what the hell?" moment for me. As in, "What the hell does 'opulently' mean?" I looked it up in my Mac dictionary - it didn't know what it meant either. Opulent means rich and luxurious - so are you saying, "Richly and luxuriously, I agree??" What? Whatever. So - for future reference, whoever you are - use a word that I (and my Mac) can understand. It helps get your point across if I can understand what you're saying. I'm just saying. You can call me dumb if you want - but my peeps and I aren't ones to go around using "opulently" in our every day conversation. Or bloggings.

And third, "the post should have more information." Oh, really? Do you not understand what a blog is? I can tell you what it is not. It is not an encyclopedia. It is not a reference book. It is not a "how-to" manual. It is a BLOG, for crying out loud. It's whatever I want to make it. It's whatever I want to write about. I give you as much information as I see fit. If you don't like it - move on. I'm not even sure what "information" you're looking for - that sounded rather creepy or stalker-like, if you ask me. Ugh.

So, be gone with you, "Opulent Anonymous Commenter Who Seeks More Information."

I will stick with my non-opulent writings of little information. And proudly sign off as the one and only,

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Saturday, December 26, 2009

Let the Reindeer Games Begin


Poor, poor Rudolf, the Red-Nosed Reindeer…remember how the other reindeer used to laugh and call him names? And how they wouldn’t let him play in any reindeer games?

Well, all I can say is, “run, run Rudolf” – right over to my house, because it’s our Annual Reindeer Games Night!!!! Yes, the night that all of our family and friends look forward to with anticipation – it’s our annual Christmas party of fun and frolic and mischief and letting loose your inhibitions! (I know, I know – pretty much every day of my life is full of fun and frolic and mischief and losing my inhibitions – but this night is for everyone ELSE in my life! What can I say? Life is too darn short to live it any other way, I always say!)

We’ll have games set up all over the Drama Queen’s castle – games that are new – and games that aren’t so new, but will take you back to your childhood….

We have “Operation” in the breakfast/dining area….for those aspiring doctors and surgeons…remember removing the “bread basket” and getting shocked?! And there’s “Kerplunk!” set up in the living room – how many sticks can YOU pull out without making all of the marbles come crashing down, creating the most God-awful racket known to mankind?!?!

In the formal dining room, we have a relatively new game – “Deal Or No Deal” – and although we don’t have Howie hosting it for us, it’s still a lot of fun to see if we have any millionaires going home tonight. And no, we don’t have Super Models standing there in tight, little short dresses holding the briefcases. Sorry. Although hubby sure would have liked to have them – but I put my foot down on that. I said, “No Howie – then no Super Models. A deal is a deal. Or a deal is No deal. Whatever. You know what I mean.” Hubby immediately got on the phone and tried to arrange Howie to fly in to K.C. to host our game, but Howie apparently said, “No deal”, too. Oh well. So - I tried to make a deal with Hubby - I told him that if he'd shave his head and pretend to be Howie, I'd wear a super short tight dress and pretend to be the Super Model with the briefcase. He rolled his eyes, shook his head, and walked away mumbling something....all I heard was, "crazy" and "poor me" - which, I have no idea what he was talking about, but we can only speculate. Ahem. Moving on.

We have “Catch Phrase” set up – for those who aren’t so shy and are very verbose…(don’t look at me when I say that – why does everyone always look at me when “aren’t so shy” and “verbose” are said??!!! I don’t get it…..)

Downstairs, near the bar area – we have the classic “Trouble” – which was always a favorite of mine, as I loved the sound of the “pop-o-matic” button. When I was younger, I would push that button over and over and over and over again – I loved it. I loved the “POP” sound. I can only thank the gaming Gods that my parents didn’t kill me over all that “popping” – but I do remember my mother “popping” a lot of Excedrin back then. Wonder why??

And, of course, we’ve got the pool table set up and ready to go, as well as the slot machine….yes, Trouble In River City – right here at the Drama Queen’s castle.

It’s always a great night to get our family and friends together for Reindeer Games Night – to let go of the holiday stress and just kick back and have some good, old-fashioned fun!

So, Rudolf – you’ve earned a night of frolic – you worked hard the other night, guiding Santa’s sleigh – so come on over and join us and let the festivities begin!

Do you have Reindeer Games Night at your house? Are there games that are classics and take you back to your childhood that you just love to play over and over again? Let me know – I’m always looking for ideas for our next Reindeer Games Night.

Peace.

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Friday, December 25, 2009

I Caught Santa!


Santa came! He came! I must have been on the GOOD list - and not the naughty list - as Santa left me some delicious chocolate. Yummo - Santa seems to always come through.

I was worried - first, I never know which list I'm on - and second, Kansas City had a record-setting blizzard last night. We're digging our way out today so we can head to Grandma's house for food, fun and making merry.

And - I have PROOF that Santa came last night. Here's a photo of him, in my OWN living room, caught in the act last night:

Awesome, huh? I know my daughter's jaw dropped when she saw the photo this morning....I think she was having doubts, but no more - she knows, as do I, that Santa is ALIVE and WELL!

Merry Christmas, everyone!

Peace.

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Thursday, December 24, 2009

It's Christmas Eve


It's Christmas Eve...

...are you ready?

It's Christmas Eve...

...is all your shopping done?

It's Christmas Eve...

...is everything wrapped?

It's Christmas Eve....

...is all your baking & cooking & cleaning done?

It's Christmas Eve....

...and we're ready.

It's Christmas Eve...

...and all our shopping is done.

It's Christmas Eve...

...and everything is wrapped.

It's Christmas Eve...

...and all of our baking & cooking and cleaning is done.

It's Christmas Eve...

...and tonight....we celebrate the birth of a baby born in Bethlehem thousands of years ago...

It's Christmas Eve...

Are you ready?

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