is it really christmas eve? (....peeks upward from between fingers....)

if so, i am in trouble. and the shops will most likely be nuts today, huh? walgreens must have a gift section :) they must!

the picture of Obama on the beach makes me happy... but sad too. while i enjoy the special gifts Ab-ama brings to the table... i don't know how i feel about someone who is not able to prioritize his time. i mean he's on VACATION... normal people don't work out on vacation! they rest and mildly regret eating a third plate of all-you-care-to-enjoy-chicken and biscuits with sweet and sour pork and a hamburger on the side. but not really - not enough to WORK OUT.... i feel i must deduct 50 points from his score because of this 'leaving the gym' picture. if he was merely soaking in the pool/hot tub at the gym, then i will further review the case. but i will need more pictures :)

and while we're talking about politics. Mr Hair Guyilovic from Illinois? does his hair make anyone else feel twitchy and unsettled? i imagine his hairline must never EVER see daylight and fresh air... it must be riddled with pusules and ingrown hairs. i'm sure it's the very least of his worries, but please Mr Whateverisolivic, two words: supercuts. (well, it's one here in America)

speaking of America... ha, segways, i love them!! (not the nerdy things the polic ride around John Wayne airport on...) i feel i must write to George Michael about something that has been presssing on my mind for 5 months. i don't like Elton John. but that's not it. i want George to take his Vegas spot at Caesars Palace so i can go and see him any day i want (when Bette Midler is on vacation obviously) he'd do it, right? i would see him every single night. no kidding! so he has ONE ticket sold, no questions asked... must find his address today.

rejoice! yesterday i got my fancy disinfectant from the British store i found online. it has been open for SIX ENTIRE YEARS. and it's by the mission viejo mall, one of my most frequented malls on earth. but disguised as an 'african hut'...? why??! i must admit i don't frequent african huts looking for British candy that often (though one of our 7/11s has it) anyway my shopping list read thus:
yummy eccles cakes
zoflora times 7 boxes (i am NOT OCD.... just have olfactory issues)
steak and onion crisps
maltesers (with stars and arrows around the words "in abundance')
dairy milk (lots and lots and lots)
three MALT LOAVES ( they had english bread!)
beef flavored hula hoops
dairy milk with pop rocks
and just because i wanted to dispell the urban legend, i ate dairy milk with pop rocks AND drank a diet coke. and i'm still here to tell the tale ;)

more pics from the snow... yup i know how to use my camera:

following our cousins to the good snow (they know everything!)

which includes sometimes reversing backwards down the mountain to a safer place to play ;)



hours of fun for kids! behind them, hours of fun for men (burning stuff and talking about tools and computer issues) inside hours of fun for mommies (baking cookies, poring over christmas newsletters and talking about favorite pampered chef products)

our night on the town watching linedancing, we totally wanted to get up and join in but they do NOT allow it :)