New Year's Eve Creature Comforts

Last Day of the Year...

how did that happen?

So what are your plans for New Year's Eve? 

You've got a couple of hours to come up with something before you're doing nothing.

Anywhooooo……

New Year's Eve can be a crazy time.  

I find it best to stay away from the crazies

(other than those I'm related to) 

that's why I've never been to NYC on New Year's Eve 

to watch the ball drop.  

I don't quite understand the need to stand in the freezing cold with a million other people…

that after the ball has dropped…immediately flushes.  

Then the next 2 hours all people are looking for 

is a toilet to flush.

I prefer to watch the ball from my couch….

more warmth, less crazy, and a whole lot of toilet...

within 10 yards…all to myself.

There are other cities that are copy cats to the ball dropping in NYC.

Atlanta has the peach that drops

Nasvhille has the music note...

but no one tops Brasstown, N.C.

They have the possum drop…

yes sireee...a live possum.

Apparently animal activists went all protest on their 

possum drop.

Not sure why Peta got their panties in a wad

when the little creature is placed safely in a plexiglass cage before the drop.... 

only to be released later into the wild

and then run over.

Nothing like spoiling a Redneck's New Year's Eve.

The town's compromise is to use a dead possum…

roadkill.

I like their spirit.  

Now if I could only watch that possum drop from

the creature comforts of my couch.

See you next year.

(my 7 year-old self...

loves saying 

"See you next year.")

"TRADITION" by Katye

Whenever I say the word Tradition

I become Tevye 

from the musical play 
Fiddler on the Roof 
aka Katye

and sing "Tradition" in my best
Russian Jewish peasant accent.

when I'm alone of course. 

never in public. not cool.

This past Thanksgiving 

(like every other Thanksgiving)

 was a replay of tradition

sing it Katye

from our family walk before the feast 

to the game/competition/contest we play every year.

Back in the day...the contests started out tame

with trivia questions about family and the First Thanksgiving

but admittedly 
the games have escalated over the years into something more physical…

think Hunger Games…

the only difference?

no child has to die.

Let the Games Begin

Archery contest... 

only blow-up Bambi had to take the arrow.


Shooting contest...

at targets we hung from trees.  

BB guns can be dangerous

like when the gun jams and you check the end of the barrel …and shoot your  eye out.  

That never happened for real.

just in cartoons.
but the resulting eye patch would work great
for our Pirate Party in August.

The game I planned for this Thanksgiving, however, had me 

second and third guessing myself…

especially after PaulA saw that the game
 involved sharp objects and 
gave me that…

What are you thinking Kat? look.

I actually got the idea for our game when I was peeling spuds for PaulA's favorite 
mashed potatoes…
(Remember, I'm going for "Wife of the Year" award and PaulA loves his mashed potatoes.)

As I was peeling away…I got to thinking:

hmmmm….this potato is developing a profile similar to
 Jay Leno.  

Wait,

why not have a potato carving contest for this Thanksgiving?

And that was how the potato idea was baked. 

not fried.

Initially PaulA thought I was 

half baked…and fried

and that using carving tools 
might involve a trip to the ER…

but alas, 

no fingers were sacrificed 

in the making of any masterpieces.

Anywhoooo……

Although we carved out another great Thanksgiving…
we still missed
Colin

and the newlyweds

Chelsea & Austin

during our Hunger Games and Thanksgiving Day Feast.

Luckily for this Kat,

 everyone will be home for Christmas 

and our Christmas traditions.

"TRADITION"

can you hear me singing in my very best 

Katye accent?

Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit

Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit

The December
 First of the Month...

brings my good luck charm

in holiday form.

Rabbit

Rabbit

Rabbit

Anywhooo...

It's hard to believe it's already December...

just one month before the Book of 2014 is written and
becomes a dusty book of history
on a crowded shelf of years gone by.

So get out there and write the end of your 2014 story.

Will your story be one of

drama? self help? love and romance? adventure?
maybe a suspenseful giant cliff hanger? 
to be continued...
in 2015?

You be the author.

hmmm...
This Kat is feeling a Superhero story 
for the last month of December...
Urban Legend Katwoman 
buddies up with PaulA
and conquers blogworld...
in a supernatural erotica
redemption, revenge,
metamorphosis 
rites of passage fantasy.

Okay, very silly...
I took out the erotica part.
The rest is just perfect.