That's baby Jesus. Probably a pale rendition, but
I wasn't there, so can't really say. Anyway, New
Year's Eve, the eldest (bear in mind this is AFTER
a huge feasty meal) wants to know--
"Mom, where's the cheese ball?"
"There isn't one."
"What???! You always make a cheese ball!"
"Sorry."
"Mom. New Year's without cheese ball is like
Christmas without Jesus!"
I really didn't have a response for that one . . .
Happy New Year!
9 comments:
Yup. That's about accurate. Love them cheeseballs. A must have.
Hey, did you see this? Right up your alley!
http://fiberarts.com/back_issues/Nov-Dec-2008/valentine-postcard.asp
OH MY GOSH I AM SO IN!
(you know me . . .)
thanks for the linky, Contessa!
one mustn't mess wish tradition! popping in to say happy new year and that I enjoy visiting your blog. best wishes for an awesome 2009!
(responding to your post on my blog)
Ha! Like I'm really gonna. You know I'm never gonna clean my way out of THIS room, don't you?!
Well poodles. DH says I can't go to Bali to see Demeng. Isn't he such a meanie?!
http://www.arcangeloproductions.com/
You'd think he'd at least let me go to Italy to see Lo Bue! lol
HA!
I'm totally going.
To both.
In my mind.
I wouldn't have had anything to say either! Cute.
Blog blog blog blog blog blog blog! How else am I supposed to be privy to your life's goings-ons?!
Clemie is coming to your house tomorrow. I'll call to arrange a time. She has packed all her bags.
Hahahah....what fun I'm having scrolling through your old posts.... your Mom is hilarious!
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