NOTICE: I'm about to take a little blogiday. DD and Son-in-Law are coming for a visit, and bringing their cats! I will be shamelessly enjoying their company.
I'll try to make the rounds to your blogs, but if you don't see me for a while, don't worry. In the immortal words of Arnold Schwarzenegger, "I'll be Bach." (You can be Beethoven.)
And, of course, I'll still pop onto Twitter and say inappropriate things whenever I've had an eggnog or two. ;)
But I can't resist leaving you with one final warped Christmas song. First a little background. We've had this stuffed reindeer forever:
It comes out every year...and my family cringes. Because they know I will squeeze it's belly, and it will fill the air with the dulcet strains of "Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer."
(Geez, people, how many times do I have to tell you? My taste in Christmas music is warped, okay?)
Only now the batteries are so far gone that it comes out as a garbled, twisted mess. There is no easy way to replace the batteries -- they're sewn in -- so, of course, I haven't even tried. I suppose the manufacturer thought nobody would possibly want this thing to go on forever, so they didn't bother to make it easy.
Ha! Little did they know. Low batteries and garbled music can't stop Super-Annoying Christmas Mom! Bwah-ha-hah!
Fortunately, I found a worthy rendition of the song on YouTube! You lucky b*stards.
The video that goes with this one is priceless, too. Enjoy!
And just be glad you're not close enough for me to squeeze my reindeer at you.