Friday, December 11, 2015 – A Pencil Thin Mustache and Family Photos.

Friday, December 11, 2015 – A Pencil Thin Mustache and Family Photos.

Dear Santa,

I promise not to be snarky on Friday until after Christmas. Please take that into consideration, because you know it is hard for me. Thank you. Love, D.

Christmas – and that’s what I’m calling it and if you do not like it, then stop reading. But Christmas Day is two weeks from today. Families will gather in love and celebrate The Reason for Season. But it is also a time of great fun. So Here’s What I’m Thinking.

What to wear? I am thinking that the Christmas T-shirt with the reindeer balls is not going to over well at midnight mass. I am not really seeing me wearing it to candle light at the Presbyterian either. Perhaps I should wear the one with the wine glasses. I should probably not plan on the LED, light-up necklace this year. Last year it kinda gave the image of the Star in the East blinking on and off.

I hope this is the year we have the big, lighted display in the front yard that reads “Remember, to the outside world, we look like a normal family.” It will explain a lot about a couple of memorable family photos from Our Family Christmas 2013.

This family portrait is my favorite sibling, Niece #2 and my great nieces and nephews and me. I call it “I wish I had a pencil-thin mustache” after the great 20th Century philosopher, Jimmy Buffet. However, the song that comes to mind, is “They’re creepy and they’re kooky, they’re altogether spooky – The Addams Family.” CLICK CLICK. But obviously you can see the genetic tendencies of who carries which gene for which color mustache.

This family portrait is of my nephews preparing for a red hot competition of reindeer ring toss. I call it “Here. Hold my Beer” by the philosopher Bud Wiser Lite. I am glad this year they decided to use plastic rings instead of those cast iron horse shoes they used the year before.

Yes, Christmas is a time for sharing. I hope this is getting you into the Christmas spirit. And don’t forget, ya’ll, we are the high end of both the family gene pool and Montgomery County.

Selfie of Dr. Buddy T. Cat