Thank You Very Much Thursday

Howdy all!

Here we are one week away from the bestest day of the entire year (or so I will keep telling myself). Christmas Eve holds this bizzare magical hold over my imagination every year. It is with this in mind, that I give you a very special TYVM Thursday, photo edition... okay, so there are only a few photos - each of which geared to insight jealousy over my spiffer-do decoratin' prowess (if you knows what's good for you ... you'll make a big deal - I'm the sensative type in case nobody's noticed) ...snort snort


TYVM squirrels, for neglecting to nest in this loverly tree whilst it lived in the shed of our last house. I was ascired to look, but all was well.

(This is my white lights ONLY dress up tree)







TYVM Santa, for giving me the suit off yer back ...
to cover my dining room table with during this festive season.        

(This is one of my most fav things for Christmas decor ... you can't see it, due to my inadequate photo-taking abilities -  but there is a white fuzzy trim all the way round)






TYVM L'il pine tree, for sacrificing your life so that this                       
family of ignoramuses could enjoy your beauty and pleasant
aroma-tude in the comfort of our own home.






TYVM Shorty 'n' Cooper-dawg, for providing some stellar      
(not to mention, rockin') Christmas tunage for our listening
pleasure.









Also ...

TYVM camera, for NEVER holding the correct date ... even though it gets changed and/or turned off every fureakin' time we use the silly thing.

TYVM weather, for reminding us all of your proclivity toward PMSing. Bad weather ... BAD BAD!!! Let me get you some Midol, shall I?

TYVM Narci, for not being here this afternoon :)

TYVM imagination, for crapping out before finishing off my customary 10 TYVM's ... oh heck - it's Christmas. Based on how little many of y'all are writing ... I'm not doing so bad.

...and so, I sign off once again with this small little helpful piece of holiday advice:

Under no circumstances should you exercise between now and New Year's. You can do that in January when you have nothing else to do. This is the time for long naps, which you'll need after circling the buffet table while carrying a 10-pound plate of food and that vat of eggnog.

Comments

The Real Me said…
I'm in love with your dog. SO cute and fuzzy!!!

BEAUTIFUL Decorations! Happy One week till Christmas eve!
December 17, 2009 at 4:32 PM
Amethyst Anne said…
I so have decoration envy!! How many trees do you have?? I can't even decorate oneeee..sigh
I am totally taking your advice and promise to not exercise between now and New Years...can I extend that to include after New Years too, or is it time sensitive? Oh and do you consider lifting a wobbly pop to one's lips exercising??
December 17, 2009 at 5:38 PM
Xtreme said…
As per Dani's instructions and the time/date stamp on her camera, everyone who reads this blog is now officially exempt from exercising from Dec 25th, 2009 - Jan 1st, 2013.

Great idea D!
December 18, 2009 at 12:54 AM
Cindy said…
That's a DOG??? I thought maybe it was a cheerful shetland pony...but wait, oh right, they're a myth.

Beautiful home, luv. Gorgeous decorations too!

thank you also for the get-out-of-pain-free card. Pass the 'nog!
December 18, 2009 at 11:16 AM
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