‘Twas the Night Before Christmas . . .


santaAnd all through the house, not a creature was stirring not even a . . . well, come to think of it, creatures were stirring – it was Christmas Eve, for Pete’s sake!

We were up tracking Santa by computer – looking at the almost full moon to see if we could spot him as he flew by.  We had time to do that because . . .

[Editor’s note:  Please excuse the delay between columns.  The holidays, family, and a bad case of  norovirus that hit both of us are responsible for this and should take all the blame!]


[We had our Christmas Eve dinner on Christmas Eve Eve.  And on Christmas Eve had our traditional grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup.]


[Grandson Tom checks to see if we have the correct number of plates.  He’s a Computer Graphic Arts major with Computer Sciences as one of a double minor in the Honors College at Purdue (don’t ya just love it when people brag up their grandkids?), so we figured he could handle it.]


[Jami and Danny double-team the meal knowing Grandpa was there for clean up.]


[The supervisor’s menagerie was in place to guide Santa up the stairs.]


[Grandma was so happy that her boy was here!  🙂 ]


[Jami lit the candles while I could hardly wait to dive into the olive tray.]


[Danny served up the ham they brought with them from Indiana.  And you know what they say about Indiana ham?  They say it’s from Indiana.]



[Christmas Eve morning dawned bright and clear out the master bathroom.]


[Danny went out for a drive around town to confirm he was, indeed, in the right place.]







[Under strict orders from the supervisor, I tracked down the oldest wine in the inventory.]


[A 1992 Cote du Rhone was unearthed.  The cork appeared questionable, the wine was OK.  (I believe this was part of a gift case from long ago from Rosie?)]


[Holiday workout plan.]


[And don’t forget Jami’s deviled eggs!]


[Danny captured more of the supervisor’s decorating . . .]




[Tom got off a last minute letter to Santa.]


[The girls crocheted.]

The highlight of Christmas Eve occurred after the supervisor and I were asleep – which would have been around 8:30 if we were on our usual schedule.  😉  Earlier in the day, while the girls were out shopping, Danny and I went out and purchased a new computer monitor for the supervisor.  We got home before the girls and set out a plan with Tom.  After we were asleep, he would install the new monitor on hers and then install her old one on my antique lap top (the hinge on the lap top’s original monitor had long since failed and the screen was held up by a door stop).  This required a delicate operation that Danny captured in about 50 photos – they’ve been trimmed back a bit here.


[The lap top innards have been exposed.]


[Tom noticed a sizeable accumulation of dust gathered over about 7 years from the vent.  Tom said he cleans his computer twice a year.  Who knew?]



[Is this a cathode ray tube?]




[Jami provides assistance – and a spotlight.]


[I think the patient is going to survive!]


[We have lift-off!]


[And that ladies and gentlemen is why we celebrate grandchildren!  🙂 ]


[Getting Grandpa’s workstation back in order . . .]


[And here’s Grandma’s new monitor.]


[Office Sweet Office]


[The supervisor with her old monitor . . . will she notice?]


[If y’all come back tomorrow, we’ll discuss Christmas.  (p.s. It’s her birthday today – a New Year’s baby!  🙂 )]

About tomobert63

The Journey Begins Thanks for joining me! This is the follow-up to the original, “alexandriacardinals.wordpress.com,” which overwhelmed the system’s ability to handle it any more. Thus, this is “Part 2.” As the original was initially described: 10-26-07-4 “It all began in a 5,000 watt radio station in Fresno, California” . . . wait a minute, that was Ted Baxter on the Mary Tyler Moore Show! Let’s see . . . oh yeah, it all began in 2003 when retirees, i.e., old people, in Alexandria, Minnesota, who had no desire to become snow birds, went looking for mid-winter entertainment here in the frozen tundra of West Central Minnesota. We discovered girls’ high school hockey, fell in love immediately, and it remains our favorite spectator sport to this day. Initially, and for several years, reports on these games were e-mailed to those who were actually snowbirds but wanted to keep abreast of things “back home.” It was ultimately decided a blog would be more efficient, and it evolved into a personal diary of many things that attracts tens of readers on occasion. It remains a source of personal mental therapy and has yet to elicit any lawsuits. ~ The Editor, May 9, 2014 p.s. The photo border around the blog is the Cardinal girls’ hockey team after just beating Breck for the state championship in 2008. It’s of the all-tournament team. The visible Breck player on the left is Milica McMillen, then an 8th-grader – she is now an All-American for the Gophers. The Roseau player in the stocking cap I believe is Mary Loken, who went on to play for UND; and the Cardinal player on the right, No. 3, is Abby Williams, the player we blame most for making us girls’ hockey fans who went on to play for Bemidji State. *********************************************************************************** Photos contained herein are available for personal use. All you have to do is double click on any of the photos and they will become full screen size. You can then save them into your personal “My Pictures” file. They make lovely parting or hostess gifts, or holiday gifts for such as Uncle Ernie who wants to see how his grand niece is doing on the hockey team. If any are sold for personal profit, however, to, for example, the Audubon Society, National Geographic, Sven’s Home Workshop Monthly, Curling By The Numbers, or the World Wrestling Federation, I only request that you make a donation to the charitable organization of your choice. You have two hours and fifteen minutes. Pencils ready? Begin! **********************************************************************************
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