My Wife, the Pittsburgher

The other day when we had a little ice on the road, Nancy said to me, "Be careful, it's slippy out!" Welcome to Pittsburgh, sweetie!

Holy Crap, it's Christmas!

Well it's been a long time since I blogged. Lots has happened. We moved us; we put the house on the market; we sold the house; we moved our stuff; we bought a house; we bought furniture for the house even though we don't officially own it yet and can't get in; we decorated my folks house. We saw "The Polar Express", we bought all our Christmas presents; Nancy wrapped them, otherwise everyone would think a not very happy monkey wrapped them if I did it.

And today I realize it's just over a week to Christmas! Where has the time gone?! "A Charlie Brown Christmas", "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer" and "Frosty the Snowman" have all come and gone. I chide Clay with the occasional, "Don't do that, Santa's watching" and I feel guilty for doing it. But today I think I'm starting to get more into Christmas. It all came from listening to "The Ukrainian Radio Program" today. It has been on every Sunday afternoon for over 50 years. Today they played all Ukrainian Christmas carols. Watching Drew dance and listening to Nancy sing the two carols she knows made me smile.

I still may not be in the Christmas spirit, but I guess I still have eight days to get there. This afternoon was a good start.