Christmas; why I frigging hate it

[Rumba Rue]

Well here it is Christmas Eve, got my rum and coke, enjoying the 80 degree weather here, ah Paradise!

For the first time ever, Boat's sister and her family are coming here for Christmas day. I'm sure they will be talking about my place for years to come.

From the string of lights diagonally across the ceiling with my Star Trek and Star Wars onaments and various interesting ornaments to the general decor mostly of a nautical type that adorns various parts of the place.

I didn't want to do the usual ham or turkey stuff, so I have a bountiful Italian dinner to serve. Main dish, Chicken Parmasan, spagetti, extra sauce, garlic bread, salad, and a request from my friend Bob for that green bean casserole that seems to adorn many tables as a favorite.

I kinda had a free-for-all when it comes to the dessert side. I made little lemon tarts (ok I cheated, I just filled those ready done little filo dough cups), and I tried to put Cool whip on top with a fancy decorator tip, didn't work, just sort of spread out...oh well, threw some red and green pastilles on top so they didn't look so weird.

Then I have the apple-raisn bundt cake and some of the Bishop's Bread I make.

Time to leave, so I wish you all good times,

To all a good night.

[Patrick Hand]

And there is NO ONE here on Christmass morning...........

Dang....the Pub is empty....empty...empty........

Woh..... cool echo....echo....echo..........

[Bonnie Red Weasel]

And now for something completely different...

Naughty Gingerbread

and as if that weren't enough...

Happy Santa

Merry Christmas, everyone!

[Patrick Hand]

and as if that weren't enough...

Happy Santa

Hey,.... maybe Santa's zipper was stuck and the Elf in a fleash colored body suit was just inocently helping him out.......

NAH...............

[oderlesseye]

too much...