An overdue bribe

Hey, um here.  Have a picture of my baby.  Look at that profile, isn’t he a doll?

This post is a bribe.  I have been chastised for A. not showing you pictures of  The Son at Christmas, and B. not posting enough.  Let me fix one of those now.

We Huckablogs hung (hanged?)  our stockings by the chimney with care.  They were filled better than we could have hoped for, Santa knows his stuff.

Santa ate every single one of his cookies, and graciously left a thank you note.

The Son did not appreciate being woken up, Christmas or not.

He cheered up when he saw what was poking its head out of his stocking.

Even if Santa did wedge it in so tight that he could not free the poor thing.  Call PETA!

Ah.  Much better.

“Hmm.  This looks interesting Daddy!  Wow Santa packed presents in an old computer box!”

That is pretty much all the pictures I took Christmas morning, after that I was to busy opening gifts, finding batteries, and playing with new toys.  So why did I need to bribe you?  Because I am going to be out of state for awhile.  My Ma, maternal grandmother, is having surgery and I am going to go help her do……um….well I am going.  Ma lives so far out in the boonies that they drive to the middle of no where to  go to Wal-Mart.   Their Internet connection?  Dicey on a good day.   I am bring my laptop, so who knows, maybe it will be nice and clear and I will be bored to tears and will blog three times a day.  Or maybe this will be my last post for two weeks.

This is my Ma, and she is worth more than bad Internet connections.  She is not quite 80 and has never had any type of surgery before, so please feel free to pray for her.  Or think good thoughts for her, or whatever it is people do who don’t pray.

This is Gabs.  She is seventeen and lives with my ma, (who is her GREAT-grandmother and it would require a novel to explain why she lives with Ma. Just know that it works out well for everyone.)  Since Gabs is a normal seventeen year old, she thinks that everyone over the age of 20 knows less than nothing, so she has this expression all the time.  Unless her lips are attached to her boyfriend.  Or her ear is attached to her phone. Or her fingers are texting so fast that they are just a blur.  Like I said, she is a normal seventeen year old, and I love her just like I would a sister.

While The Son and I are visiting Ma and Gabs, The Husband is going to be here all alone.  If you see him, give him a hug and tell him to go eat some veggies, and shave.  Actually he will not be alone the whole time.  On Friday night he is going to have an all night female guest.

Somehow I am just not that worried about Shoeshe sleeping on the couch without me here.  I love her like a sister too.  Not to mention her taste in men tends to run towards red heads.

I will write soon Internet,  or not, but either way, don’t forget me.

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