Take the Next Six Months to Pay These Bills...Christmas Comes But Once A Year
Good homemade pizza last night...ours was sweet yellow bell pepper with sausage and capers.
Owen seems to be going for some kind of blonde dreadlock kind of thing with his hair and it's driving me insane. INSANE.
However, he is my sweet pea and a wonderful romantic. Lately he likes to stand back and watch Ernie and I talk to each other and then he'll sigh and say, "You two are so cute together." After the last house concert, our friends Heather and Steve were leaving at the very end. I forget what they were doing exactly....Heather was probably making some kind of very dry comment and Steve was probably laughing. Anyway, after they walked out the door Owen looked at me and said, "I don't think their marriage will ever end." I told him I thought he was right.
We also had some strange conversation that I finally realized was about sex. Evidently Owen thought we only had sex on Saturday nights. When I told him that wasn't the case he was utterly appalled. Lord I love that boy.
I think I'm almost done with Christmas shopping...except for some stocking presents. Yet again, I have followed my parents' lead and spent way too much. I so admire the people who make the holiday about things other than gifts. But me? I'm a sucker or buying present for my boys. Ernie and I got a refrigerator for Christmas...oh, and we DID just splurge on Marty Stuart tickets at the Watseka Theatre on Valentine's Day, so we're all set.
Ernie and I just keep singing Amos Milburne's Christmas Comes But Once a Year....
Christmas time comes but once a year
I'm so happy and the kids are happy too
You'll take the next six months to pay these bills
Every time I think about it, it gives me chills
I don't care, Christmas comes but once a year
Getting ready to have myself a ball
Going dancing, gonna dance in every hall
I'm gonna finger pop till New Years Day
And I don't care what I have to pay
I don't care, Christmas comes but once a year
After all, all is said and done
I hope your friends are the only ones
Take the next six months to pay these bills
Every time I think about it, it gives me chills
I don't care, Christmas comes but once a year
I don't care, Christmas comes but once a year
After all, all is said and done
I hope your friends are the only ones
Take the next six months to pay these bills
Every time I think about it, it gives me chills
I don't care, Christmas comes but once a year
I don't care, Christmas comes but once a year
Shout outs full of love to Phil Harris (everyone focus and send your cancer killing energies to St. Louis) and Fats and Kristi Rose, whom I miss terribly this Christmas. Go buy their Christmas album...it's up there with Vince Guaraldi.