Howdy

We took a quick trip to the mall to find Tim some Cowboy Boots....Don't ask me why. He is, by NO means, a cowboy. He doesn't round up cattle, own a saddle, ride horses, mess with chickens, know how to jump through an electric barbed wire fence when a pissed off rooster is chasing him (another story for another time) or own a truck for that matter. He wants Ostrich boots, the real deal, to wear with his Seven for all Mankind jeans and Banana Republic belt with a tiny brushed nickel buckle....he is a designer impostor cowboy!
It reminds me of when he bought blue Crocs a few years back, people were pointing at him, and his size 13 cobalt blue feet. So, the real cowboy in the store, with manure on his very scuffed up boots, and his ten gallon hat says to Tim, "howdy, any-thang in-particular ya'll lookin for?".
Lexie was so intrigued by the cowboy that she took his picture....Yes ladies, he is single. Ain't he perty?

Tim wants to try on a pair of Justin boots, so he asks for a sock (since he came in the store with flip flops...which, by the way, REAL cowboys NEVER wear flip flops) Anyhoo, the cowboy says "here ya go, these are the only thangs we have, ha"...Now, I am almost peeing in my pants...

Panty Hose? Man-hose. hahahahahaha-
Needless to say, we left without any boots, in our Nissan NON truck, riding off into the sunset, through the rain. listening to Christmas music (not country style, jazz).
But, before we left, we made a stop to see the other guy with a hat and boots....

There he was, Old Saint Nick, right at the entrance of the mall. We were the first in a NO LINE wait to see Santa. I am so used to waiting for at least 30 minutes to see the Disney sponsored Santa at International Mall in Tampa. I say, "Tim, what is wrong with this guy?, is this the ghetto mall?"...."He looks like a good Santa, nice white beard that is all his own, bushy eyebrows, nice lenses, happy smile, friendly demeanor...hmmm, is he a perpetrator? I am scared".
This Santa was great with the girls. FIRST TIME EVER that Lexie offered to sit on Santa's lap without me or Tim in the picture, without any tears, without hesitation.
Bella asked for a "really magic wand, where you wave it everywhere and it makes stuff that you wish for"....Lexie asked Santa for "Kelly barbie with a bike and Hanna Montana"....One out of three wishes will be granted, as Hanna is busy touring the country, magic wands are for "real fairies" ages 21 and over (well, I had to tell her something)....
We unloaded all but one box in our house, so, why not unload the entire box collection of Christmas decorations too? WHY NOT?
It is tradition to rock out to Pottery Barn Christmas Cd's and Trans Siberian Orchestra while decorating the house, then, we watch Miracle on 34th Street.
Now, I need some Evan Williams Egg Nog to top off my holiday spirit....



Special thanks to my honey for being such a great sport in letting me post a picture of his man-hose and poke fun at him. He really looks sexy in Cowboy Boots, by the way...