My smart, intelligent, beautiful wife checked the Packer schedule and realized they were playing the Bears this past weekend and then scheduled some time with Santa after the game was over. Fortunately for all parties involved, mostly Santa, the Packers won the game and afterwards the family attended their first Christmas party together that our photographer put together for all his clients. This was one classy shindig complete with a Thanksgiving-esque meal of turkey, stuffing, mash potatoes, green beans and gravy. They had drinks, desserts and build a better coffee/hot chocolate with marshmallows and chocolate chips. The little Qster took his first stab at being naughty or nice meeting Santa for the first time. He screamed, but eventually calmed down enough to stare in amazement and then wanted off Santa's lap. We haven't gotten the pictures back yet, but I think there will be a few priceless moments in there. The photographer thought he got some nice shots of full fledged screaming while telling Santa what he wanted at full volume.
They also had an artist there doing silhouettes free hand with scissors. I have never seen anything like it. She was sitting at a desk and asked you to sit about 3 feet away staring straight ahead. She would be viewing you at a profile. In about two minutes time she would take a 3 X 5 black piece of paper and some scissors and simply cut the rectangle into you. It was crazy. We each got one - for free so now Carrie, Q and I are immortalized into silhouette.
Upon returning we walked into an appliance debacle. Our dryer had been running for like 5 hours without shutting off (or drying our clothes). It has died. That meant we have few remaining anything left in our house that hasn't needed to be replaced. On top of that I noticed our mini-adult-beverage fridge door was open. There was such major icing in the freezer that it grew an iceberg out the door, which meant the ice was melting all over the floor. So we had a dryer on for hours without working and a freezer defrosting on our floor. So I began the task of cleaning everything out and defrosting the rest of the ice with my MaGuyver tools of screwdriver and hairdryer. A little heat here. A little chipping away there and after about 3 hours the iceberg at dissipated into the bottom of my cocktail glass. My always helpful son walked up to the fridge and pulled a what out? A redbull and then tried to chug it. Buried in the ice? That would be a bottle of Jaeger lost from a three year's ago New Year's Eve party when we were young, and slept, and did such crazy things as Jaegerbombs.
They also had an artist there doing silhouettes free hand with scissors. I have never seen anything like it. She was sitting at a desk and asked you to sit about 3 feet away staring straight ahead. She would be viewing you at a profile. In about two minutes time she would take a 3 X 5 black piece of paper and some scissors and simply cut the rectangle into you. It was crazy. We each got one - for free so now Carrie, Q and I are immortalized into silhouette.
Upon returning we walked into an appliance debacle. Our dryer had been running for like 5 hours without shutting off (or drying our clothes). It has died. That meant we have few remaining anything left in our house that hasn't needed to be replaced. On top of that I noticed our mini-adult-beverage fridge door was open. There was such major icing in the freezer that it grew an iceberg out the door, which meant the ice was melting all over the floor. So we had a dryer on for hours without working and a freezer defrosting on our floor. So I began the task of cleaning everything out and defrosting the rest of the ice with my MaGuyver tools of screwdriver and hairdryer. A little heat here. A little chipping away there and after about 3 hours the iceberg at dissipated into the bottom of my cocktail glass. My always helpful son walked up to the fridge and pulled a what out? A redbull and then tried to chug it. Buried in the ice? That would be a bottle of Jaeger lost from a three year's ago New Year's Eve party when we were young, and slept, and did such crazy things as Jaegerbombs.
Tonight Junior gets his second haircut. He's too big of a hippie and can barely see. I still think it's awesome, but feel a little bad for him so we are trimming it up for the holidays.
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