Well I hope you all are having a nice Christmas. It is good in grumpy land.
And that is the problem--all this being nice is getting on my nerves. Oh well just a few more hours and I can go back to being Santa’s evil little elf.
The red headed neighbor lady should be here in hour or so when she gets done with her kids. She said there was something in her Christmas stockings just for me. If I am lucky the only thing I am going find in those stockings is her. HO HO HO. On Donner, on Blitzen--oops I guess that would a whole nother blog.
We are going to have a traditional Southern meal after we exchange gifts (please God let me get the gift I really want-I promise not to tear the wrapping). (Sorry)
Anyway, trying to back to a PG rating.
We are going to have Ribs, Corn on the cob, oven fried potatoes, garlic bread and this being the South she is going to bring her 3 cheese Mac and Cheese. Desert you ask? Cheese Cake from The Tennessee Cheese Cake Factory. They make about the best Cheese Cake in the whole world. It is right up there with sex-real good sex. And they ship. Click the link Oh my god this is good.
After dinner we are going to watch a movie. I am pulling for that old Christmas classic “Die Hard 2” but that will be her call. After the 3 or 4 JD and cokes I am planning on having I will probably be able to watch Steel Magnolias with out throwing up. Well maybe not.
So you have a real good rest of the day.
Should I have my clothes on when she knocks on the door?