Synopsis and Something Grinworthy
Christmas in a few words...
Joyous, Nostalgic, Chaos, Laughter, Irritability, Sharing, Stomach bloating, Romantic, Ever Expanding Ass, Exhausting, Intoxication, Peaceful, Expensive, Gluttony, Charity, Love, Divorce, Commercial, Beautiful
Finally Fucking OVER!
Scott has this beloved Nativity scene he puts up every Christmas. Made by his Mother, its very special to him and there is an unspoken understanding in our house that no one touches Daddy's nativity scene. Okay, it's no longer unspoken. A couple years back, a hockey puck collided with the Wise Men and The Nativity scene disapeared for awhile only to emerge this year with some specific instructions. I was lighting some candles around the livingroom Christmas Eve with a house full of guests. I was preoccupied so I laid the lighter down NEAR the nativity scene. Big Mistake! Jaden comes screaming down the Hallway.... "Someome protect Jebus! Someone Protect Jebus! "
Ok, who the hell is Jebus and why does he need protecting?
Jaden explains to me that Baby 'Jebus' in the Manger need protection because I left the lighter near the Nativity scene and if Baby Jebus catches fire, Daddy is gonna be REAL mad! I tucked
the lighter away on top of the Stove cupboard. Baby Jesus survives and Christmas can carry on. All is well with the world again.
My 91 year old grandmother was introduced to the wii . My sister videotaped it and wants to put it on Utube. I'm not exploiting my Grandma but I will say that at 4 foot 10 with only one eye and one leg she has one hell of an upper cut in boxing .
One of Drews friends from hockey gets some cologne for Christmas. This in itself is funny. What does an 8 year old boy do with a $125 bottle of Abercrombie & Fitch ??? He bathes in it of course thinking he's gonna impress my daughter. Another big mistake. We had
a hockey tournament today and were invited over to one of the players homes after for a glass of wine and the afternoon together. He's the goalie and a great little kid. Very skilled, very cute and very arrogant. He adores Drew and was thrilled that she was coming over to hang out today. Within seconds of our arrival, the boy comes racing down the stairs with this cloud of overpowering scent folllowing him. I stared at the mother with a grin, my eyes questioning. She laughs and explains that its his new cologne. The first cologne he's ever received. We were there about 5 hours, drank wine, ate lunch, played a game ..all while Drew and this boy played X box, hockey, watched the game on tv etc. Every time he broke even the slightest sweat he would spray himself down with this cologne. Finally, Drew says ' What is that stink??? Stop spraying that crap. Its making me sneeze and it smells worse than my dogs bum"
Nothing like a reality check at the tender age of 8. She likes you for you dude. She likes you because she can kick your ass at X box and you don't cry about it. She likes you because you aren't afraid to push her back on the ice. She likes you because whoever has the cash at the time always buys the other one hockey cards. Thats way cool. The cologne.. not cool.
Decemeber 26th was filled with turmoil. At 10 pm last night there is a loud knock at our door. We open it to discovered our neighbor, crying hysterically, holding her 1 year old baby daughter in her arms, her other 6 and 9 year old daughter crying along beside her. We usher them inside knowing full well whats happened. He's an asshole. He abuses them. I've been trying to help her since the summer. I couldn't force her to leave him but always told her I would be there when she was ready to leave. Finally, after he destoys the house, tears the phone from the wall and threatens to kill the 5 year old, she's had enough. I'm so relieved. This is step one. We called the police. They found her a shelter. We kept them with us for the evening until the Police arrives.
I comforted her girls while mom was with the police officers. She is afraid. She is afraid for herself, afraid for her daughters, afraid for her future and afraid for me. She tells the officer that the asshole knew she would run to my house for help and threatened us. Bring it on I said.
I'm not afraid of him. He's just a weak little man that will bleed to death just like every other slaughtered pig should he try and harm me. I hate males like this. They taint the gene pool. They deserve to be hunted down and slaughtered by other real men.
Scott made me proud.
We were saying goodbye as the police were about to take them to the shelter. One of the little girls says to Scott. Thank you, you saved us. He got down, looked at her and corrected her. No he said. I didn't save you. Your Mommy saved you. Your Mommy protected you tonight and did what she was supposed to do. This was HUGE for these little girls to hear. I'm praying for them
Please pray for them too
Joyous, Nostalgic, Chaos, Laughter, Irritability, Sharing, Stomach bloating, Romantic, Ever Expanding Ass, Exhausting, Intoxication, Peaceful, Expensive, Gluttony, Charity, Love, Divorce, Commercial, Beautiful
Finally Fucking OVER!
Scott has this beloved Nativity scene he puts up every Christmas. Made by his Mother, its very special to him and there is an unspoken understanding in our house that no one touches Daddy's nativity scene. Okay, it's no longer unspoken. A couple years back, a hockey puck collided with the Wise Men and The Nativity scene disapeared for awhile only to emerge this year with some specific instructions. I was lighting some candles around the livingroom Christmas Eve with a house full of guests. I was preoccupied so I laid the lighter down NEAR the nativity scene. Big Mistake! Jaden comes screaming down the Hallway.... "Someome protect Jebus! Someone Protect Jebus! "
Ok, who the hell is Jebus and why does he need protecting?
Jaden explains to me that Baby 'Jebus' in the Manger need protection because I left the lighter near the Nativity scene and if Baby Jebus catches fire, Daddy is gonna be REAL mad! I tucked
the lighter away on top of the Stove cupboard. Baby Jesus survives and Christmas can carry on. All is well with the world again.
My 91 year old grandmother was introduced to the wii . My sister videotaped it and wants to put it on Utube. I'm not exploiting my Grandma but I will say that at 4 foot 10 with only one eye and one leg she has one hell of an upper cut in boxing .
One of Drews friends from hockey gets some cologne for Christmas. This in itself is funny. What does an 8 year old boy do with a $125 bottle of Abercrombie & Fitch ??? He bathes in it of course thinking he's gonna impress my daughter. Another big mistake. We had
a hockey tournament today and were invited over to one of the players homes after for a glass of wine and the afternoon together. He's the goalie and a great little kid. Very skilled, very cute and very arrogant. He adores Drew and was thrilled that she was coming over to hang out today. Within seconds of our arrival, the boy comes racing down the stairs with this cloud of overpowering scent folllowing him. I stared at the mother with a grin, my eyes questioning. She laughs and explains that its his new cologne. The first cologne he's ever received. We were there about 5 hours, drank wine, ate lunch, played a game ..all while Drew and this boy played X box, hockey, watched the game on tv etc. Every time he broke even the slightest sweat he would spray himself down with this cologne. Finally, Drew says ' What is that stink??? Stop spraying that crap. Its making me sneeze and it smells worse than my dogs bum"
Nothing like a reality check at the tender age of 8. She likes you for you dude. She likes you because she can kick your ass at X box and you don't cry about it. She likes you because you aren't afraid to push her back on the ice. She likes you because whoever has the cash at the time always buys the other one hockey cards. Thats way cool. The cologne.. not cool.
Decemeber 26th was filled with turmoil. At 10 pm last night there is a loud knock at our door. We open it to discovered our neighbor, crying hysterically, holding her 1 year old baby daughter in her arms, her other 6 and 9 year old daughter crying along beside her. We usher them inside knowing full well whats happened. He's an asshole. He abuses them. I've been trying to help her since the summer. I couldn't force her to leave him but always told her I would be there when she was ready to leave. Finally, after he destoys the house, tears the phone from the wall and threatens to kill the 5 year old, she's had enough. I'm so relieved. This is step one. We called the police. They found her a shelter. We kept them with us for the evening until the Police arrives.
I comforted her girls while mom was with the police officers. She is afraid. She is afraid for herself, afraid for her daughters, afraid for her future and afraid for me. She tells the officer that the asshole knew she would run to my house for help and threatened us. Bring it on I said.
I'm not afraid of him. He's just a weak little man that will bleed to death just like every other slaughtered pig should he try and harm me. I hate males like this. They taint the gene pool. They deserve to be hunted down and slaughtered by other real men.
Scott made me proud.
We were saying goodbye as the police were about to take them to the shelter. One of the little girls says to Scott. Thank you, you saved us. He got down, looked at her and corrected her. No he said. I didn't save you. Your Mommy saved you. Your Mommy protected you tonight and did what she was supposed to do. This was HUGE for these little girls to hear. I'm praying for them
Please pray for them too
posted by Sandi at 10:00 PM
5 Comments:
Jesus Scott should write scripts for the Hallmark Channel. Even I'm all choked up.
I hope you had a nice Christmas Phil. Did you get some ties? Aftershave? -grins-
You laugh but as a gag gift my father bought me Old Spice. Seriously, he did. Want me to send it up for Scott? ;)
You know what? I LOVE Old Spice.
It reminds me of my grandfather. Doesn't it remind everyone of their grandfather? -Laughs- We need to catch up soon. I miss talking to my buddy
Well hon I'm around on Sunday anytime. You're harder to get a hold of than Bin Laden sometimes!!!
I kid of course...Bin Laden is way easier to get an appointment with. ;)
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