Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts

Sunday, December 30, 2012

Feliz Navidad en Tejas

Despite our insistence that we would never go back to Texas again...we went back to Texas.  And, just in case you were wondering, nothing has changed.




To confirm your suspicions, the objects in the last photo are wine bottles covered in some sort of hooves.  Seriously.

Now for the good news: Tanya got to meet her youngest nephew for the very first time!  It only took him a day or so to warm up to her.


The boys had a blast hanging out with "Aunt Banana."


I wish I could have such a nice photo with my nephews...but Jack has a condition that prohibits him from standing still for longer than a couple of nanoseconds. *sigh*


What's even more hilarious is that Jack will sit perfectly still for his Turkey.



Oh, did I mention that we had a white Christmas this year??


Friday, December 31, 2010

A White (trash) Christmas

I must admit that this post is way past due, but it's just too good to pass up.

Rewind the clock to December of 2010.  It's New Years Eve (yes, the post title is a bit of a lie...but go with it), and the party is at our place.  What makes this party worth mentioning is the theme: white trash!

The best thing about this party was the price tag.  No fancy decorations, no expensive menu items.  Just the bare essentials.  Like, for example, cheap candles shoved into empty cans of beer so cheap that I'd never heard of it.


The food was also spectacular.  It consisted of several casseroles, wieners in BBQ sauce, a random loaf of white bread (for the hotdogs, perhaps?), a can of spray cheese (what other kind is there?), a bottle of ranch dressing (the official condiment of any white trash gathering), and a Twinkie castle for dessert.


Anyone not partaking in the boxed wine or Keystone Light could enjoy a can or two of off-brand Mountain Dew.  Even the children.


In fact, the kids were even more white trash than some of the adults.  Wife beaters, tattoos, and all.



That's right: a tramp stamp on a 10-year-old.  But I think everyone would agree that the party was highlighted by the arrival of Kacey, Jacob, and Kelly.  Seriously, does it get anymore white trash than this??  (Disclaimer: Kimmy was trying to be white trash, I promise.)







Happy New Year!