Christmas
March 29th, 2003
Since it is almost April I thought I should get around to posting our pictures from Christmas ‘02. My in-laws were in town and we all decided to spend Christmas day by the coast. The pictures are kind of dark due to the combination of the overcast weather and my poor camera skills (so much for my career aspirations as a Penthouse photographer).
I also posted a picture of our short lived Christmas tree.
Ha, always enjoy the tree stories.
Sounds like your still busy, damn life and its speed. At least we are not all succuming to diseases like Jonah.
By the way, never buy anyhting pamperd chef. My roomate bought an egg seperater, you know, to seperate eggs. It broke. It couldn’t handle the weight of an egg.
The most expensive egg seperater possible bit the dust. Back to using egg shells.
Hopefully we will have better luck next year with a tree.
Heather and I have had pretty good luck with Pampered Chef stuff. A couple of years ago she purchased some small things (a kitchen timer is the only one I recall at the moment) and they have all worked out ok. Who knows maybe their quality has gone down since then? Perhaps your roomie doesn’t know his/her own strength?
Actually it is very possibly my roomate did overextend the bowl holder feature. It’s not exactly the most forgiving thing. It goes around the end of a bowl so it can be hands free, but its pretty narrow. Still, the fact that it broke during the actual egg ceremony was humorious.
But, my Chopper is equally as bad. I tried chopping up apples and tomoatos, but they stick to the sides of the blades. I ended up giving it to my mom, who now thinks I was ‘using it wrong’.
Maybe me and my roomate are destined to use a fork and knife forever.
Your so domestic now, I can’t imagine you shopping at Pampered Chef.
Heather doesn’t let me use the knives at home so I’m just a fork guy.
Well I eat with two sticks, so there! :p
Jonah has seen my chopstick skills. I TRY to eat with two sticks on occasion.
Right now I just resorted to cadburry minieggs.
My diet hasn’t changed but my weight has stayed the same, so now im working out.
Hopefully by the time john comes back I will be huge and scare him with my new ass kicking ability. I even started running. I don’t know why. Not like chicks are attracted to healthy lungs.
I don’t know why I exactly went on that exercise rant. Perhaps justification of me stuffing myself with minieggs.
Mmmmmm….stuffing.
I’m trying to do the opposite. I’m already bulky enough thank you! Good thing I’m not fond of mini eggs.