A White Out Christmas

I finally have some pictures from our holiday adventures in South Dakota, but prior to divulging the entire Christmas story, equipped with several Christmas Miracles, I want to reflect on this:

The roads that we drove on for much of our Christmas Adventure.

Soup Spoons

I was going to talk about how soup spoons are seemingly becoming obsolete, which makes me sad. But, I just don't have the energy.

Instead I want to show you a neat picture connected to an album that I sort of forgot about within the last two years, and luckily rediscovered today.

Rediscovered, and listened to it in its entirety, Twice, with some songs played on repeat a few times.

Modest Mouse+Bluegrass+pancakes=a Lovely Friday. I actually didn't have pancakes.

New Years Resolution: 2010

To tell you the truth I absolutely hate New Years Resolutions, and gave them up years ago. This is quite possibly the only resolution I have kept in all of my 26 New Years. However this blog post has nothing to do with me and A. weight loss, B. giving up vices (it's not happening, I love coffee and wine much to much) or C. being an overall better person. On a side note, I actually do strive for "C" daily, but refuse to label it a resolution. That would just be damning my good efforts.

This year, rather than making a personal new years resolution I have coerced Burton into one. Yes, Burton my dog, the loving and kind border collie who brings happiness and joy to everyone he meets. THAT BURTON!

He will be battling the bulge in 2010 in attempts to get back to an appropriate weight.

Exhibit "A"- Burton in his prime, January of 2008.

Exhibit "B": Burton today, a tad bit... erm... uh....plus sized.



In order to help Burton accomplish this lofty task we will be strictly rationing his caloric intake, including cookies (regardless how many times he sits-shakes-high fives-lays down and rolls over). Additionally, my lil bro and I have agreed to each take the dogs for a long walk twice a week, at a minimum. I wish I could just put him on the tread mill. Unfortunately, I tried that with disastrous results... not only did my dog get physically accosted by an inanimate object, but he also will not come within 100 yards of the treadmill when it is operational. I know, how strange. What dog doesn't like the treadmill!? Well-Fat Border Collies for one.

Happy 2010 To You are Yours <3