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Archive for 25 December 2007
Christmas Experiment
Well, it sounded like a good idea at the time….Mr Ol’ Broad and I cooking the traditional Christmas type dinner. You know, the turkey, stuffing, taters, and such. Well, the cranberry sauce was really good. And the cats liked the turkey. Taters were pretty good too. Don’t even ask about the pumpkin pie. I don’t think there are suppose to be very dark brown patches.
Next year…..pork roast! BBQ’d!
My, How Times Have Changed!
And not necessarily for the better!
Then…..

Now…..

If You Are In The Houston Area……….
UPDATE: Amber alert ends after police find boy in Austin
Vasquez was arrested and remains in custody in San Marcos.
Authorities said Gonsalez’s mother owed money to Vasquez, a coyote, for bringing her daughter to the U.S.
Investigators said Vasquez kidnapped Gonsalez and intended to hold him until his mother paid the debt.
Vasquez is being held without bail and will face kidnapping charges in Harris County.
So it’s not bad enough they are perpetrators of a crime, due to that crime, they become victims of more crime? This is an ugly cycle that needs to end…..NOW!
H/T: Verlin

Amber alert issued for Harris County boy
The Harris County Sheriff’s office has issued an Amber Alert for a 14-year-old boy.
Luis Antonio Gonsalez was last seen at U.S. Highway 290 and Becker at 6:30 p.m. Monday.
Gonsalez is 5 feet, 2 inches tall, about 145 pounds with black hair and brown eyes. He was last seen wearing a white T-shirt with a brown stripe across the chest, blue jeans and white tennis shoes.
Police have arrested Santos Vasquez, 45, of San Marcos in connection with the disappearance. Vasquez is being held in San Marcos.
Known to the victim’s family, investigators said Vasquez kidnapped Gonsalez from a Shell gas station. The boy’s mother was left behind at the station.
If you have any information, contact the Harris County Sheriff’s office at 713-755-7237.
The Deed Is Done!
Well, it didn’t take long to get through the packages. Jr played ‘Santa’….

although I’m fairly sure, Santa doesn’t give you an evil glare when you take his picture. Pfft!

And odds are, he doesn’t have to immediately send his daddy a text message letting him know there’s a new DVD player in the mix.

Even though the pickin’s were slim, Tazz seems content with her gift. I mean, seriously, what cat wouldn’t love a new box to chew on?
Do I really have to cook now? How about a nice nap instead!
Christmas Morning
I’m sitting here looking out at the frost on the deck railings, grateful it’s not snow.
It’s quite because there are no small children in the house, and besides the cats galloping back and forth, Mr. Spot doing his weird ‘gimme some attention’ howl, I’m the only one awake. I love this time in the morning. No TV, no radio, just the occasional Hootie trying to get into the cabinet trying to get away from the aforementioned Mr. Spot.
My view…
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and I have my coffee.
Ooops….spoke too soon. No matter how old they get, they come in squawking…..”WAKE UP! IT’S CHRISTMAS! IT’S CHRISTMAS!”
Our massive tree….

which fits quite nicely on top of the entertainment center, all 18 inches of it, with the Nativity, and a spare angel. I think my oldest sister gave us that a few years ago.
Our massive pile of presents…..

which isn’t so massive.
I’m wearing mine, and you don’t get to see it.
No Fred, not jammies!
My greatest gift, though, is Mr. Ol’ Broad here, with me, in our home, Jr running around in her bare feet, no matter how many times I tell her to put on her slippers, getting to spend New Year’s with family in Texas, plus Brat’s bday and the VERY greatest gift…..the REASON for the Season!
Merry Christmas! From Me and Mine, To You And Yours!
For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.
And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.
And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying,
Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.













