Monday, December 19, 2011

Better Late than Never?

Okay, this isn't exactly Monday morning, but it's still Monday so I'm not officially late on this post.

Actually I have three pretty good reasons for being slow posting today. 

First, I'm still working my way through all the great posts and comments from last Friday's Deja Vu Blogfest.  Finding lots of new and interesting blogs as I go.  (Hi to all my new friends.)

Second, I took some time this morning to drive a couple of my grandkids to a local family homeless shelter.  The kids had sorted through their "pre-loved" toys and stuffed animals and set aside several bags to give to the children who were spending Christmas without a home.  A good reason, don't you think? (Yeah, I was proud.)

Third, I was up until 3:00 this morning doing my annual search for pictures for my Christmas letter. (Yes, I'm just now writing the letter, so you see this post is not the only thing I'm behind on).   This would seem to be an easy task.  I'm a regular shutterbug, especially with the family, so there are lots of shots to choose from.  But therein lies the problem.  Which pictures best reflect everything the family has been up to all year?  And then there's that other issue - God forbid I end up with more of one kid than another.  This is serious stuff.

Serious stuff I should have been doing several weeks ago. (Darn home improvement project.)  So I'd better get back to it.

What do you think?  Christmas letter material?
 How about you?  Ready for Christmas or frantically scrambling?  No doubt which mode I'm in.

Groaner of the Day: Two men were out hunting in the woods. One of them was a fanatical huntsman. The other was his friend, a peaceful nature loving fellow who didn't really want to hurt anything.

They had been out in the woods for some time when they picked up the tracks of a deer. They soon caught up with it, and it was easy to tell why the animal had been so easy to track.  The deer had been injured and obviously could not see out of one eye.

The hunter started to take aim but his friend begged him to stop.

"It just wouldn't be fair," he said.  "Can't you see that's a bad eye deer?"


Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

That picture is a must for your Christmas letter!!!
That was really nice of your grandkids. Bet it made them appreciate their stuff more.

LD Masterson said...

Alex - Should I even admit that brain sucking zombie is my eldest grandson?

I was pleased that they wanted to give up some of their stuff to kids in need. Shows their hearts are in the right place.

Lost_without_a_Map said...

I think the Christmas tree that is supposed to be hiding the gore is Umm-mmm, missing? Oh, ew, good make-up job.

Angela Brown said...

That picture is worth a thousand words for a Zoombie-palooza-fest. Definitely screams, "Brains!"
Just didn't think it would be one of your flesh and blood having you for dinner :-)

And making a brighter more bearable holiday for someone on harder times is commendable. That's beautiful.

Sarah Allen said...

Haha! Love it! That picture is fantastic. Good luck on the catch up! I know how it goes :)

Sarah Allen
(my creative writing blog)

Maria Zannini said...

Okay. I will cut you some slack since it is imperative you not post more of one grandchild over another. :)

L. Diane Wolfe said...

That is a groaner. I'd be screaming "Don't shoot Bambi!!!"

My husband did our cards this year. He signed our names and that was it. Oddly enough, I'm okay with that.

LD Masterson said...

Alex - Nah, I wussed out. Didn't include that shot in the Chirstmas letter. Some people wouldn't appreciate it.

LD Masterson said...

Lost - Make up?

LD Masterson said...

Angela - I think he made some smart comment about not finding enough for a good meal.

LD Masterson said...

Sarah - Well, if all goes well, I'll actually have Wednesday morning's post up on Wednesday morning. (What a concept.)

LD Masterson said...

Maria - Oh yeah. Otherwise I'll still be hearing about it in July.

LD Masterson said...

Diane - To be honest, I like doing the Christmas letter. But I prefer not to be doing it against a deadline. Christmas just snuck up on me.