The Emperor's New Shoes

Rare is it that you can find something that just makes everything all better.

Children laughing. Your favorite scent (apple pie, morning coffee). Shutting someone down in Fantasy Football.

Or the perfect shoe. Yep, even you manly men have to agree, when you find a shoe (dress, sneaker, boot, etc.) that just says...you...it just makes everything alright.

Yesterday, I found that shoe. And it's so all good.

Confession is Good for the Soul (Brother)

Happy Holidays! As we look toward 2007, I feel it's time to come clean.

I cannot keep my hands off X-mas gifts under the tree. This year's been a little different, because I've been too busy/tired/distracted to try to figure things out, but for some reason, I love to know what's going on over there in that brightly lit, wonderfully decorated, and extremely enticing corner. It's probably best if a certain NFL Top Rankings checker (see jillyoung.blogspot.com) didn't set anything out until "the day of..."

Like I said, I've been good so far...but with 12 hours to go until "Our Kwanzaa", I don't know how much more I can take.

My methods are Solid Snake like for sure...like checking to see what's inside of the chocolate without anyone knowing. Prodding, sticking tiny holes in tissue paper, a quick shake, an inappropriate touching...nothing (in the past) has been out of bounds, and the packages still look in tact. A true ninja of Presents, if you will.

I feel much better now. Happy Holidays, all!