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Christmas Shoes Revisited

Just when I had the happy thought that the Christmas Shoes song had made it's final rounds, I heard it on the radio yesterday. Please make it STOP!!!!! Today while doing my morning Facebook surf I ran across a fan club group to ban this very song. It makes me feel good to know I'm not the only one reaching for the Pepto when I hear it. I joined the group of course, I may even try to become the president of the group if they'll let me. Below is a post I wrote about two years ago. I may use it as my campaign speech in my run for the presidency.

Here's hoping your day is Christmas Shoes free!

What I want for Christmas is for every radio station to stop playing that high fructose corn syrupy "Christmas Shoes" song! UGH!! I apologize ahead of time if you happen to like the song, somebody out there must like it because they are playing the dog out of it around here. Out of all the wonderful options for Christmas music available, they choose to play Christmas Shoes?!! Go figure.
I mean come on, think this through with me logically for a moment.
First, what kid goes to a shoe store on Christmas Eve or any day for that matter, all by himself?
Second, what kid is running off to the store while his mom is on her death bed?
Third, who worries about what shoes they have on while they lay dying? I mean if I'm sick and about to die the last thing I'm thinking about is whether or not I'm wearing my red pumps.
Fourth, do they REALLY believe Jesus cares about what shoes we die in? Even if by chance we end up in heaven with the clothes on that we died in (think of all those hospital gowns gone missing, no wonder health care costs so much!) would we stand before Jesus for the first time and say "do you like my shoes? I got them just for this occasion" I mean come on, be for real! OK Lastly and probably most importantly, What does this song have to do with Christmas?! Almost nothing! As if it's not pitiful enough, they have to make it ultra syrupy by throwing in the bit about it being Christmas Eve when the mom is dying. I know everyone appreciates a sappy touchy feely story every now and then but this is just too much.
Here's my suggestion, call your local radio station and ask them for the love of all that's sane and rational to PLEASE stop playing that song. If they ask why, you have permission to read them this blog post.
Seriously, lets remember what Christmas truly represents, the entrance of the Savior of the world into the world He gave His life for. Here's a better song:

O little town of Bethlehem
how still we see thee lie
above thy deep and dreamless sleep
the silent stars go by.
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
the Everlasting Light
the hopes and fears of all the years
are met in thee tonight.

Shades

Hard work = New Ray-Bans

Happy Birthday Hobbes!

Hobbes is now a year old. When we got him last Christmas he was 5 weeks old and weighed about 5 pounds. Today he weighs about 110 pounds.

A hundred pounds in a year! Talk about growing up quickly!

Remember when he was this size? Me either. It did not last long.

At this stage Caitlin was still rocking him to sleep at night.

Now we've reached the toddler phase. Oh my!

Growing growing growing.

Here's the birthday boy today, all 110 goofy pounds. I've been told that Danes don't finish growing until they are about 18 months old. Heaven help us!

Thanksgiving 09

Thanksgiving week has been a whirlwind of activity for us. We were so blessed to be able to celebrate with family and friends. Stan and Kayti hosted all 44 of us on Thanksgiving Day. What a crazy, fun, delicious time that was! Aunt Jen and Uncle Danny made the trek down from NC along with Jamie, Ambre, Christopher, Gabby, Haley, Annabelle, James and Cameron (the matched set). My girls were thrilled to pieces at having their little (and big) cousins here and all to themselves.

On Friday, 22 of us ventured out into the maddening crowds at the outlet mall in St Augustine. Have you ever tried to keep track of a crowd that size on Black Friday?! Our mall stamina was tested to the limit. Thankfully Theresa had the great idea of taking the group to Cracker Barrel for supper. It was the perfect end to a crazy day.

Saturday we gathered again, this time at my our house to celebrate Papaws 80th Birthday. We surprised him with a wonderful family tree cake made by Christopher and Ambre who had a little help from Mimi and myself. It was a group effort. Kayti dragged us all out into the yard to take family pictures. Meanwhile a "roll in the grass down the hill" party broke out among the younger set. We dined on delicious Country Style Spaghetti (an old family recipe made by Aunt Jen) salad and garlic bread. Afterwards we all sat around the TV and cried while watching a beautiful slideshow of Papaw with all of his kiddos through the years.

What a wonderful way to spend a weekend. I'm exhausted, but given the chance to do it all over again, I would in a heartbeat.

Turkey Girls

All the girl cousins at the Thanksgiving Day feast.

Haley and Gracie

Samantha and Abbie

Gabby and Gracie

Annabelle, Holly and Haley

Gabby, Haley, Annabelle, Gracie

Abbie, Holly, Samantha, Caitlin

Precious Girls!

Celebrate

Never pass up a chance to celebrate. My cousin Bo passing through because of work and Theresa's birthday was reason to celebrate for us this past weekend.

Bo was headed back home to South Carolina after being down in Tampa for the Log Cabin Trade Show. Papaw was proud as punch to have his oldest grandson here.

Aunt Kayti and a few of her most faithful fan club members waiting for the cake to be cut.

Theresa (Gaga) was spoiled with her favorite German Chocolate Cake made by Uncle Stan, a pumpkin pie made by Holly and Wendi's pumpkin cheesecake. Holly and Uncle Stan traded the leftovers and we've been grazing on German Chocolate Cake for 2 days. We've heard that Uncle Stan enjoyed a pumpkin pie breakfast yesterday. No worries, we left Papaw and Gaga a big plateful of dessert too.

Home School

Let's take a little peek into the girl's school day. Shall we?

UhOh! I've been caught red handed counting on my fingers.

Maybe if I give her a winning smile she'll overlook my finger counting.

Finger counting paid off, I know the answer!!

Ummm Mom, Can't you see I'm busy here?

Whatever, I'm just going to ignore you with the camera to your face. I've got learning to do.

My Personal Assistant

Gracie's way of helping me stay on top of things. Who needs a Google Calendar when you have a Gracie?! She even knew where to strategically place the note so I'd be sure to see it.

New Furniture

Bless her heart, Holly has been so patient. For years she's been sleeping on hand-me-down furniture. On Wednesday the Rooms To Go truck pulled up and unloaded her new room full of bedroom furniture. She has big plans for a John Deere themed room.

No, Snickers did not change colors. That puppy is Carly who belongs to our neighbor. Holly is dog sitting her until Saturday. She's a sweety.

Furniture: Holly and Carly approved!

I think there is something on the mantel that Hobbes wants.

The Greater Dane

We asked Hobbes what he wanted to be when he grows up. He told us he wanted to be like Sam. Sam is the well behaved, 7 year old Dane who lives two doors down. He's a good role model for our bouncy boy.

Sam outweighs Hobbes by at least 50 pounds. Every time they play together Hobbes bows down to Sam's Great Daneness. At least he knows his place.

I'm Perplexed

Photo taken from my front window.

Maybe Meals On Wheels has had to make a few cut backs?

Free To Breathe

Lee and Holly have faithfully been getting up before the sun for over 6 weeks to hit the road running. Yesterday that training with dad time paid off for Holly.

They ran Holly's first 5K. A little more than 3 miles.

Holly was a bundle of nerves and excitement here before the race. She said she had several goals including but not limited to no crying, no puking and not finishing last.

And they're off.... some where in that crowd.

It was a beautiful day for a run if you enjoy that kind of torture. Evidently over 700 people here in Jax find it enjoyable. At least that many people turned out to run in the Free To Breathe 5K which benefitted lung cancer research.

There they are over on the left coming in to the home stretch. Lee reports that Holly was the official race cheerleader. Every time they would pass someone who had stopped to walk or seemed to be struggling she'd shout out some encouragement. "You're doin' great! or You're half way there, don't give up!" What a kid. She's mine... so proud! She also made several friends along the way chatting up strangers. At the finish line there were lots of hugs with people I've never seen before. I think running must bring out the best in her strangely enough.

Finished! Yatta!!!

Her goal was to finish in under 36 minutes. Her official time was 32:57 I think. Lee finished right behind her but Holly's new buddy was blocking him in this photo.

He's a great dad! He could have left her to run on her own and finished 8-10 minutes sooner but he trotted along right next to her the whole way. He did not even let getting passed by a few stroller moms get to him! What a guy, AGAIN....So Proud! He laughed later about thinking that Holly would need encouragement to finish strong. As it turned out she was the one doing all the encouraging to her fellow racers.

They finished 231 and 232 in a group of about 700.

My strong finishers

Me: So Holly, would you do it again?

Holly: Absolutely! When's the next one? I'm ready!

I think she's got the bug.

Friday Funny

To get you ready for Christmas. It's coming soon!

Hey Ya'll

We decided to extend the vacation just a little bit on the way home. Stopping in to see Paula and have some good ol southern cooking seemed like the perfect end to a wonderful weekend.

Father and daughters in front of The Lady and Sons.

I don't mean to wave my own spatula BUT I think I could hold my own in the kitchen with Paula. I will quickly admit though that these desserts were WELL worth the jaunt off of the interstate. I bow to Paula's skills in the area of sweets. We had banana pudding, peach cobbler and Paula's gooey butter cake. My word it was good!!

The Lady herself was not there in the restaurant that day so we had to settle for the cardboard version.

Mountain Vacation

I recently posted that we just celebrated Lee's parent's 5oth wedding anniversary. For their gift we decided along with Lee's sisters to take them on a mountain getaway vacation. We found this beautiful cabin in Helen, Georgia. It could not have been more perfect. The location was gorgeous and the cabin was big enough for all 15 of us to spread out and get comfortable.

The cabin had 3 floors with the basement floor equipped with a pool table, a ping pong table as well as a dart board and big screen TV. Lots of sibling/parent/child rivalry went on in that room. Lee and Pattie duked it out at the ping pong table and we're still not exactly sure who won that match!

The Fall colors were wonderful to see.

Grandma and Granddaddy got lots of chances to snuggle with all of the grandkids.

This was my favorite spot with my friend on my shoulder. Thankfully he was the only bear we saw over the weekend.

Oh wait, Lee can be a bear in the mornings I guess. The little ones got a kick out of Uncle Lee the bear.

Aunt Pattie and Uncle Isaac took the breakfast KP duty every morning and they did a great job. They kept us full with scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, cinnamon rolls and coffee. For the rest of the meals we took turns cooking. Believe me, we did NOT go hungry!

Katie Rose was a bright spot in our mornings!

It did rain for most of our weekend but we did not let it dampen our enthusiasm. Some of us even got out in the cold, wet weather to explore the little town of Helen. Bless Uncle Rob for being the only fellow willing to tag along!

Helen is a cute, little Alpine inspired village in North Georgia. Who would have figured?

We took a carriage ride through the town. Afterwards Bella got to feed Wilbur (our carriage horse) his treat. She was a little unsure at first but who wouldn't be? That horse had huge teeth!

This is Damian the fudge guy. We think that he probably has a fan club. I know that my girls would join that club. The chocolate might have a little something to do with that.

The men kept us fed with freshly grilled meat. Go Meat!!

Because it was so wet outside, we could not build a fire in the fire pit on the grounds of the cabin. Instead, we got a nice fire going in the fireplace inside. The kids (and a few adults) had fun making smores. Yum-O! See, I told you that no one went hungry on this vacation.

Guess who won the family monopoly game?!

Our weekend ended on Sunday with a clear beautiful day. We went back into town on our way home and did a little more exploring. Of course we went to see Damian the fudge guy. We had to have a couple of pounds of fudge to bring home and share!

It was such fun to just relax and have fun with family knowing that no one had somewhere else to be or other things to do.

Happy Anniversary again Doris and Gary!

Your family loves you!!