Well, well – no progress today … no surprise … it’s Saturday and everyone is going to Hawaii (not skiing) for Senator Inouye’s funeral. Maybe they’ll be lying on the beach afterward, sipping drinks with little umbrellas and decide to do something about the money pit – and maybe we’re living in a parallel universe since yesterday when the Mayan calendar and the world ended…um hm..

On the fourth day of Christmas,
My true Love gave to me
Four Calling Birds…

Calling Birds

Or are they? According to web site 10000 birds.com, the original song defined the gift as 4 “colly” birds. Colly means black in old English, so it’s blackbirds! (Remember Sing a Song of Sixpence, calling for “Four and Twenty Blackbirds Baked in a pie”?)

More damned birds! And black ones at that..but wait a second – how apt! Four black birds are now being offered up as a gift from our true love. The white Reps couldn’t get the deed done, so now it’s up to the black President to make it happen. Bit of a stretch? Yah…but shoot, at this point the enthusiasm is wearing a bit thin. It’s tedious waiting for the inevitable!

So let’s change the subject – Christmas is in three days, we’ll have a houseful, and I promise to post more pix like the few I gave from Thanksgiving – more this time! Hope you’ve gotten your shopping done – we went out for a last minute gift this afternoon, and everybody is nutso crazy out there! So tomorrow is for baking pies – and putting together the final grocery shopping list for Christmas dinner. Should be lots of fun…