Post Christmas post

Well, Merry Christmas everyone!! I did not bring my camera today, so not only can I not treat you to pictures of Sam in all of his new clothes, but I also cannot post the pictures of when Sam got in the flour bucket. Yes, its true. Daddy was watching him while I was in the other house, and Jeff said that grandma asked him "Why is it so quiet?" So they checked in the pantry and there was the baby eating hand fulls of bread flour, and white from head to toe.
Martha was on Top Chef, not for nearly long enough, and I actually had tears in my eyes. I really love Martha Stewart. I really hope the woman with the big bug eyes gets kicked off soon. And the girl with the bangs.
Nip/Tuck soon!!!
We were supposed to go to Portland last weekend, but, as I have seen from my friends' blogs, its a good thing we didn't!! We will go in a few weeks.
Pictures to come soon!

Winter!!

We bundled up Sam to let him play in the snow, and of course all he wanted to do was play in the water bowl.

Sam in his new winter coat. He also is wearing shoes, if you can believe it, that he allows us to put on him with much protesting.

The view from the back porch.

Well, Sam stands up and he has taken a few steps, but his favorite mode of transportation is still crawling. Soon, though.

Bob got me the new Jenny Lewis album, and I must say, after repeated listening I kind of love it. I also really dig the new Ryan Adams. Since we are getting a karaoke machine for christmakkah, I have been ordering karaoke disks on ebay, right now I have Journey in my car and Sam and I rock out muchly.

Not much else going on, Jeff and I, weather permitting, will be in Portland the day after Christmas, briefly. Danielle- call me!!!! I miss you!! I did not realize you read my blog.

Thanksgiving

Brussels Sprouts with proscuitto and pecans The Hours de 'Ourves Table

Sweet Potatoes with marshmallows (tacky, but tradition) and my first attempt at oyster stuffing.

My beautiful turkey, thanks again Martha Stewart!!

What a lovely Thanksgiving! Pam and Bob came down from Portland, and my mom came from the City. Everything tasted so good, and I did not have to make pies!! I'm sorry my Dad and Mary Ellen had to miss tradition.