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Tuesday Tidbits

1.  Mamas don't let your babies grow up to dress like this.


This elfin little creature with the sartorial mishmash of crushed velvet and sequines was going into Target to do some shopping.  I remain aghast as some of the things I see down here.   
2.  Gophers from Savannah.


You want some heavenly shopping ideas?  Try Savannah's Candy Kitchen and go gopher hunting.  Santa came early to Bedlam.  Thanks Santa.   

3.  I was walking out of Publix grocery store last week and the Salvation Army bell ringer said to me, "Hey I just figured something out.  This is the only time of year I am a ding- (he had a bell in one hand and rang it)  aling (he then rang the bell in his other hand)."

I replied to him, "Oh, don't sell yourself short."

4.  Best Christmas song:  O Holy Night.

5.  Best Christmas snack: Puppy Chow.

6.  Best Christmas comedy movie:  National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation.

7.  Best On-Going, Good Sport from a Governmental Agency:  NORAD, which tracks Santa's route on Christmas Eve.  (Started in 1955 by a typo in a newspaper ad,  but a General Shoup of NORAD gamely played along.)

8.  Best Place To Enjoy Christmas: With your family, even if they are in Florida.  

9.  Baby's First Picture

This is the Blythe's newest addition to the family.  Seems like a great Christmas present.  Congrats to Drew and Mackenzie.  Oh my, Norah won't be the only royalty in the family. 



10,  Our thoughts go to the Stage family.  Neighbor Tim's father, a funny and spritely wry fellow,  Gary Stage, is ill and in St. Francis.      



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