Archive for December, 2005

Egg-Shoe-Young

Friday, December 30th, 2005

Rockstar Brother cracks me up. He’s been calling from Alaska to give me the latest on home front happenings and today he told me about Christmas.
“Did you hear what Baby Paige did to Maaa?” Rockstar Brother asked.
“Nope,” I said, “What did she do?”
“You won’t believe it, but Paige kicked her sneakers into Maaa’s mashed [...]

Original Gangsta

Tuesday, December 27th, 2005

For some it’s chicken soup, but for me, it’s a big, old bowl of ice cream (or two).
When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I’m feeling sad
I reach for the Edy’s Double Fudge Brownie and then I don’t feel so bad.
Things have been really bad at our (sick) house this past week. What with [...]

To You and Yours

Sunday, December 25th, 2005

While Angel and I are spending the day amongst a mountain of kleenex, quarantined in our home lest we spread more than just holiday cheer to our friends and family, (we’re whistling dixie through our cold-stuffed nostrils), I realize you, dear hannihaus readers, may have different plans. Some of you may be attending a [...]

Salad Shooter

Tuesday, December 20th, 2005

First off, I just want to let everyone know, I am indeed, alive. I want to thank all my hannihaus readers for their kind words and thoughts during this harrowing time, and would like to announce that having gone four days now without eating hospital food, my spirits (and goodly-functioning bowels) have been restored.
Second off, [...]

Putting the “Ho” in Hospital

Sunday, December 18th, 2005

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times… O.K. who are we kidding? I have to say these past four days have been absolutely the worst.
Me and Ashlee Simpson: Collapsing in random places since December 15, 2005.
Bright Eyes has a song, “Scale, a Mirror, and These Indifferent Clocks”, and it [...]

To All You Testosterone Boys and Harlequin Girls:

Wednesday, December 14th, 2005

Let’s break dance, not hearts.
My friend FancyPants has had not one, but two, “chicks” ditch out on our upcoming company Christmas party.
I personally don’t get it, because a) FancyPants is a genuinely cool kid –white boy likes to bust a move (but only to new wave b/c he’s all exclusive like that), and b) Christmas [...]

A Good Deed

Monday, December 12th, 2005

The theme for mrtl’s motif Monday is is “a good deed”, and for some reason this one’s really throwing me folks. I’ve seriously been sitting here wracking my brain for stories of good deeds and I’ve got nothing.
Sure I could write about nice things that people have done for me - I.e. Maaa for [...]

Pretty In Pink

Thursday, December 8th, 2005

Tis the season folks.
Tis time to down some ‘nog, hang the lights, and deck the halls with boughs of holly.
Tis time to carol and cook and display your crèche. (And I don’t know about you all, but with the magic of Jesus dress up, my Holy Lord will be looking pretty spiffy for the [...]

Pet Peeve: Reckless Drivers

Wednesday, December 7th, 2005

You driving like a bat outta hell through the suburban streets of Orlando – I think Dennis Leary a song about you. It’s called “I’m An Asshole”.
Giving literal meaning to the phrase “bitch on wheels”, your practice of pissing off passersby with unnecessary 15-second blasts on the horn is spectacular. It’s like you’ve [...]

Personal Day

Tuesday, December 6th, 2005

It’s 10:57 am on a Tuesday. Do you know where your mistress is?
I’ll give you a little hint. I’m not at work … and I’m sitting in my underwear.
No, I’m not playing hooky and I’ve not been fired for this blog and its irreverent postings about Jesus in his tightey whiteys. I’ve [...]