Jolly

I think I like the old ornaments best.

This fish came with my husband's family from Czechoslovakia at the beginning of the last century.

Some rather un-stylishcookies that were fun to bake and eat.

Bobby, Claudia: note the sprinkles....

The dog took a nap on my chair.

How elegantly the glaze abandons the glass!

From the 1950's a little luna-tique if you ask me.

A very very long time ago, when $5 meant something, this Santa was generous indeed.

Light falls on the tablecloth --not to mention red candle-wax...

ps. Claudia, I wish you were here!

OXO from Dad, Buster and me.

Happy Grumpus

Tis the Grumpus trying to look happy

He paints his fur red, it looks rather crappy

Then he sticks buttons upon his chest,

after all this exertion, he needs a bloody rest.

Let Christmas be over, make it snappy!

Christmas is just another day to me, with added food. I am a Happy Grumpus indeed, when it comes to this special day. Hate would be far too strong a word to describe my feelings for the day, I am just indifferent to it. My recipe for avoiding Christmas misery is, don't buy presents you can't afford, don't see people you don't like and stay in your pyjamas.

Do what you can to enjoy the day, or at least get through it!

Happy Grumpus to you all!

Edited to add... Creating the Happy Grumpus:

Saturday

The other day it was so cold that the sun was pale and watery looking.

Today was much warmer.

With abundant sign of the season.

Trees to be chosen on 9th Avenue.

And the Santas were everywhere.

Looking very jolly indeed.

There were hats on the subway.

And carol singers too.

I envy the elf shoes.

Great merriment on Penn Station.

It's Getting to Look a Lot Like Christmas...

Even the parking garage booth is getting into the spirit of things.

And the girls at Billy's Bakery are extra busy.

Can anyone tell me what this little bird, spied from my window, is?

Dogs like snow, as I do....

my main blog is now here

Seasonal Images

Santa arriving on an Electrolux.

Poinsettias in the patisserie window.

A wreath and a party.

Frosty gets into a Mexican mood.

my main blog is now here

A Visit to an Old House

I often go to Long Island to visit old friends

and revisit the past.

Something very comfortable, especially this season,

 in things known and traditional.

Things reflected in a silvered mirror....

silhouetted in a small window.....

and decorating a hutch.

Season's Greetings....

Time to Get out the Ornaments

The angels, the musician.....

and the little wooden camel.

my main blog is now here

Windows on 9th Avenue

Yesterday afternoon, walking along 9th Avenue....

I admired all the shop windows...

decorated for the season.

This is the Barking Zoo where they have all sorts of toys for pets.

The florist's wreaths are very lovely...

 and the amyrillisses  astound.

for my main blog go here

The Grinch in a Bag

Seen on 5th Avenue on Thursday.

My main blog is now here

Festivity Fatigue

A good time was had by all.

However, Joba's antlers no longer light up.

The paper hats have been crumpled up and thrown away along with the little pieces of paper with jokes and Trivia on. 

Example of Joke so old Methusalah might have laughed at it:

 Q. Why do bakers work so hard?

(Because they need the dough.)

Trivia. Q. Name four of the seven Von Trapp children from The Sound of Music.

Answer at the end of the post for those with time to waste pondering this.

A bouncy ball from the crackers has ended up with the rest of the tangerines.

After Lindt truffles and Toblerone, their simplicity seems rather attractive.

A. Liesl, Freidrich, Lousia, Kurt, Briggitta, Marta, Gretl

Merry whatever round up

Another Christmas bites the dust in usual over feeding stylee.
Those that follow me on twitter know that I was up till ridiculous o clock cooking the turkey. I would rather say up late, than get up early any day. Even though I babysit it for hours, I still managed to roast the ruddy thing upside down. I was most upset that it had no breast, until I turned it right side up, whoops. Still tasted bloody nice though. Another thing I like about twitter is twitpic that way I could inform everyone in a pictorial way, of the turkeys progress (upside down progress).  Most people thought that certain pictures were too graphic.... So I have added twitter and twitpic to my sidebars so you can stalk me more effectively. Its micro blogging at its best and great when you cant be arsed writing something lengthy, which sums me up lately.

Through the miracle of technology I got to see the nephews in Hamburg opening presents and their dad flashing his arse (thanks Ste, not). It was great seeing them, but not ste's arse. Twas a quiet Christmas for the rest of it, with just the folks and me. Plus a ton of food and usual Christmas TV watching. Everyone will be home next year, everyone being sisters, nephews, sisters other halves etc. So I may run off somewhere else, only joking .....(heh).

PS: Nobody light a match near me: turkey,sprouts and cabbage = Danger to the environment and possible gaseous explosion. I know too much information, but I cant stop eating the stuff! Halp!

PPS: Also you will have to wait till the 12th day of never to see photograph of new do, or until I am drunk and take a photograph that  I like. 

Merry whatever caption

 Can you think of the same caption I was thinking? 

Longer post on its way sometime today, hope you all had a good festive time, or you at least survived it.

Christmas Eve

The battered and ancient angel still decorates the tree.

Holly on the windowsill.

More angels on the desk.

Season's Greetings one and all.

A Visit to a Friend's House

Crisp, bitterly cold morning.

The sky a very bright blue.

The house on Long Island welcoming inside.

The windowsills decorated with bits and bobs for the season.

Brown teapots.........

How the cat used to love little Christmas trees like the one above, catch it with her claws and fling it about.

Pink berries and a lamp-post fit for visits to Narnia.

But so very cold out.