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HAUNTED YARD 2010

October 1, 2010

Our neighbors had a haunted yard, his setup always attracts tons of kids. After we ran out of candy we went over to the neighbors house. They were scaring kids, drinking beer, some were drinking coffee and they even had a space heater. I took pictures during the day, because as of yet I still can’t take a picture at night. Maybe someday I will take a class or something, but I think I will just keep trying till I figure it out.

New Home

December 29, 2009

When you get a second please update your link for this blog.  The new address is http://kusleika.com/breakfast/

I still have some work to do…but thankfully the hard part is done.

We Are Moving

December 27, 2009

We are moving this blog  from WordPress.com to HostGator.com.   Should be up and running as normal on 12-29.

To You All With Love

December 25, 2009

Twas The Night Before Christmas

December 24, 2009

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house.
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
in hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

“Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!”

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.

His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!”

By Clement Clarke Moore 1822


History Of Eggnog

December 24, 2009

For those of you that love eggnog!

Gift Giving Advice for Men

December 23, 2009
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From Bacon Bits, eight rules for buying gifts for that special lady. For example:

Rule 2: NO Pajamas or Clothing.

I don’t know what makes men think that women want pajamas as a gift. The last thing your woman wants to hold up on Christmas is an extra large “Little House on the Prairie” night gown. The message you’re sending is “Here honey…you look tired”. Pajamas look like an easy gift idea, but they’re bad news.

If you’re not nodding in agreement after reading Rule #8, then you just haven’t been straight very long.

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