Eva's Christmas

Because Maggie and Charlie are coming down to Cincy today, they did their Christmas yesterday.  Here are just a few pics of a girl opening her stash!

Ariel

Her new easel

More presents?

 I thought about titling this blog a number of different thing like: Why is Ryan O'Neal So Freakin' CRAZY!   Or: Jim's Driving Me Crazy & It's A Good Thing He's Going To His New Job This Morning!  Or: The Mad Rush to Christmas Eve!  However, I figured we should start this lovely week with a sweet thought and a sweet face.

The Ryan O'Neal thing...well, pretty self-explanatory if you saw him on the Today show this morning.  That guy is either on drugs or possibly losing his sanity.  Unfortunately, I think it may be a little of both.  What a kook. Yowza!

In Jim news...I guess we've just been around each other way too much lately. First - he's been a bigger drama queen than usual.  I mean, for shizz, it's so annoying.  For instance, on Saturday, I made a stuffed chicken dish which was held together with toothpicks.  I told Jim his had five...all of which he found and pulled out.  And then, after a bite or two, Jim starts clearing his throat LOUDLY and coughing.  He then backed up dramatically from the table, bowed his head, coughed again and cleared his throat some more (by this time I'm laughing hysterically) and got up to check the removed toothpicks.  I found out later, after I finished laughing, he was checking to see if one of the offending mothas had a broken tip.  Apparently he thought one might have been making its way sideways down his gullet.  He's so ridiculous. 

Then, yesterday he was just a BEAR!  It all started with him needing new shoes for work. Apparently he HAD to get new ones RIGHT AWAY even though he had been just fine a week ago with what he had.  I kept trying to tell him to wait until after the holidays but he was adamant.  You see, I know that he's receiving a gift which will allow him to get new work shoes and I didn't want to ruin that for him.  However, after two days of searching and finding nothing...wasting time and calling me just about every 15 minutes - I finally had to say, "Haven't you ever heard that you aren't supposed to buy yourself things just before the holidays?!"  He finally figured it out and came home.  Of course by then, it was 2:30.

Oh, and he made this list about all he needed to do before starting his new job today. Things like "clean room", "clean bathroom", "pack car" and "make box for car", "get shoes", "pick nose", "yell at Muir for no reason", "walk around like someone just kicked me and then kicked my dog and topped it off with kicking me in the nut".  Seriously though, I think he likes piling needless shit on his plate just so he can, I don't know, stress out?  I did try to let him be but had to bitch at him for some dumb shit he was doing.  You can imagine I'm quite ready for him to get the hell out of here this morning. 

So my plans today: I made all my French cakes yesterday (7 dozen!), made my sauce and got all my laundry done.  Additionally, most cleaning is done but I'll do a massive clean of the family room and my bedroom. I need to make my lasagna, brownies, hanky panky mixture and cook the chicken for the tetrazzini.  I'll also get my sitting area set up in my kitchen and get the tables mostly set for dinner.  Jim is picking up a card table and chairs from Bishop today so I'll have to wait for that.  Of course I'll walk Sami and hug on Bubba.

And that's about it.  I guess I better get a move on...or at least get Jim to get a move on.  Happy Christmas Eve Eve...later!