Holy Mole-y

A great time was had by all at the birthday extravaganza last night. Everyone was in festive holiday spirits. It was a nice evening. A nice evening with my create-your-own nacho station! Queso makes everything better, doesn’t it?

You know, sometimes I think certain family members like to purchase Wildman obnoxious gifts just to get a rise out of me. This year my mom stepped up with this little beauty:

I know she bought this for him because he’d love it. Which he does. Anything with a mallet, lights and noise is a favorite of Wildman’s. But I also believe there was a look of glee on her face and an evil laugh in her heart as she wrapped this gift knowing that it would bring hours of “carnival excitement into my home.” When I suggested it stay at Ya-Ya’s (that’s what the boys call her) house, she looked a tad fearful that I might actually be serious. I gotta keep her on her toes! Who knows what else might be up her sleeve?

In other news, J’s got some kind of bug. He shrouded himself in a Nyquil-induced comma last night and now he’s sawing logs again. Poor guy! He’s been working a lot of hours lately and has been trying to finish up the laundry room remodel before Christmas. I think he let himself get rundown. 😦 I gave him a nice back scratch this morning to help make him feel better.