Still enjoying the “Mom-Mode” with Megan here. Jeff’s been working part time at an EB Games in the mall. I almost think that it’s worse than letting a kid loose in a candy store, but it’s had a very fun side to it. We had started off with a knock-off version of the Dance Dance Revolution game pad – to say the least Megan can’t dance. Next Jeff brought home Guitar Hero – a video game but with a guitar that you have to play along to songs in the game. What a hoot! Then Jeff brought home the genuine Dance Dance Revolution with “real” music in it. On the DDR game disk was a demo for Karaoke Revolution Party – it had a couple of songs that we goofed around with.
So for my birthday, Jeff gives me Karaoke Revolution Party (I hope I have the name right) along with two Beanie Baby Christmas bears. I should take pictures of all my Beanie Baby bears. So for my birthday I decided we would do Karaoke ala the XBox. I’m not sure what time we started – it was right after dinner – I just know we quit at 11 that night when my voice was so hoarse. I’m not sure what time Kelley called but we were well into singing when she did. We also made Gingerbread cookies.
The cookies were from dough (ala my hero the Doughboy) that we were going to use to make a Gingerbread house. After a trip to Michael’s we found Wilton’s ULTIMATE (that translates into 10 pounds of sugar) Gingerbread House kit and Gingerbread Tree Kit. We’ve decide to use the dough to make cookies for the Youth Bowling League Christmas party this coming Saturday.
Saturday will be a jam-packed day – coaching the little kids in the morning and their Christmas party, then the filling of the paper bags with sand and candles to be lit that night for Santa On The Roof! Santa has a few new decorations in his yard that I will have to get pictures of. Seems we have taken a liking to the inflatable decorations this year too. We have the huge snow globe, Santa on a motorcycle and now an elevated Santa in a sleigh with 2 Reindeer. Okay, I know I need to get pictures of all this.
So, so much to say – just not enough time to type.
