Tag Archives: pink flamingos

Miscellaneous nonsense and a few things for Mark…

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I have absolutely no idea what this is.

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Nope. That’s a 10 on my creepy doll scale.

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A pink flamingo Christmas tree for Mark. The ultimate in flocking.

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This sounds entirely too easy. Has anyone ever tried it?

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Another Spam abomination for my taste bud addled blog friend.

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Porktastic? I beg to differ.

Meanwhile back at the ranch..

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The good news? Lord Dudley Mountcatten has not knocked down the tree.

The bad news? My husband broke the we don’t need any more stuff so let’s not exchange gifts paradigm we’ve been clinging to for the past 6 years and put something big under the tree. Since my beloved has two gift giving modes… expensive jewelry I rarely like and wish he wouldn’t buy or appliances I neither want nor need… I’m going to guess the latter.

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I’ve been married 38 years and no matter how many times I tell my husband appliances are not a welcome Christmas gift, to date I’ve received an upright freezer, a toaster, a washer and dryer, a blender, a convection oven and oh yes, let’s not forget that ever so thoughtful dehumidifier.

I have yet to receive a vacuum, but there’s always next year.

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Random tidbits.

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I have a friend who does a different type of Christmas tree every year. Some years it’s weird and funky, some years it’s traditional. This year I made a suggestion I wish she would have followed…

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She was not amused, but damn. That’s epic.

Every couple of years the lazy Susan cabinet in our kitchen goes off track…. and every few years my husband asks why we need so many cans.

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Someday I’ll have an answer.

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I need this in my life.

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Who needs pie when you have martinis?

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Isn’t it sweet my cat loves rocks as much as his human mother?

And finally, a Christmas tree for Mark who has an affinity for awkward pink birds….

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