happy new year! ...care for a cooky?

Okay, tonight… this is another DUMB story….


(it's that round container, right in the front)

As John and his family were preparing to leave, Big Jay mentioned to t.c. would he like to give Sam a dog treat? He held out the clear plastic container with the dog treats in it, and the child popped the top off, chose one, carried it over and extended it to Sam, who happily ate it.

So far, so good.

Then John said, “Those are dog treats? Why are they on the end table??? I ATE a couple of those.”

Good God. (Santa left those for Sam and Sidney Annie.)

Dan, all together giggling and laughing said, “You did? So did I!”

I was aghast. How many did you eat??? They both, collapsed in laughter, said a couple. They didn’t taste that bad… kind of like shitty cookies, but not like out-right milk bones or whatever. In a little shot at me, Dan said, "The brown ones tasted a little bit like gingerbread." oh yeah.

Okay, these are grown men, not young squirrels, though they once were… These are a couple of guys with engineering degrees. One has his PE. The other is an MBA. They aren’t dumb guys. I would trust them to know a cooky from a dog biscuit.

Which is why I can’t quit laughing.

Heaven help us all.

We had a great New Year’s, actually. There’s a lot of coughing, but there was also a lot of friendship, fun, little weenies, shrimp, card games, Clue… sigh.

Okay, heading into 2010, IF you see a cooky, and it’s shaped like a FIRE HYDRANT or a PAW PRINT, pause and consider. Nothing says holiday festivity like a fire hydrant, riiiiight? This is where you must take notice.

Little Jay came home after a little while, heard the story and smelled the dog treats. He said they smelled like vanilla. “I’ve smelled worse cookies, not gonna lie.” He could have lied. Why would he give those two a break?

Happy New Year. Best wishes for prosperity and happiness in 201o. Love, Val

the newlyweds with a few rowdies...

the gassy gus game

new year's eve, a friend playing fishing jewels with Julia

upon pronouncing this tree officially DAY-ud

one card poker. trade or stay?

hey sam, hungry for cookies?

toasting the new year with the "skinny wine glasses" Tim gave me, our friend in the front