Pictures from another Christmas party

Here's some of my favorite people at yet another Christmas party. I'll be seeing them again this Saturday night at the Glass Party at CAC. I'm going to sign up for Becky's cast glass class (easy for you to say). Cynthia took the class and I admire her two pieces every time I visit her house. Can't wait.

Dallas Cowboy Stadium Tour

During the holidays Bob and I took a tour of the new Cowboy Stadium with Steven, Steve and My Darling Martha Dawn. I try very hard to stay true to the blog and get some art and some garden stuff. Not really, but the thought does cross my mind. Couldn't find the big art at the stadium, so here's a chandelier in a bar and for garden stuff the turf they were laying down for the upcoming Cotton Bowl game? Who cares the guys were more concerned with the Cowboy's locker room and Martha and I enjoyed the Cheerleader's locker room (lots more mirrors).

New Do

We met James Randall for lunch at the Cheesecake Factory across from Northpark on New Year's Eve. He'd just left Salon D where Angie cut his hair (their once a year annual event). I think James Randall may be channeling our friend Weldon. R's ready for his closeup.

Of course pictures of the new do and the restaurant is too dark so we walked over to Barnes and Noble. I would have asked a customer to get a picture of all 3 of us, but decided not to turn the store into a photo shoot.

Bob and I went to see Crazy Heart, with Jeff Brides, the next day. Great movie. While watching I could almost see why Randall wants to be on stage with his guitar. Course I hope he hits big and can support his parents in the manner to which they deserve?!?!?

Last but not least, I'll be posting soon on www.octopusandoctopie.com soon.

New Year's Resolution

I hate New Year's Resolutions, but this year decided to walk at least a mile a day in this beautiful neighborhood. Well, yesterday, I drove to Fort Worth to see Mom, then Bob and I went to see Crazy Heart, then out to eat. Well you know how that goes, then it's nearly time for the BlackJack walk (actually a sniff and mark). OK, missed the first day. Got out there today.

Nope, that's not BlackJack sitting in Jim and Virginia's front yard. This puppy dog is June who is a smaller clone of BlackJack. She's sitting out there all by herself. I was afraid to step foot in the yard, she might be protecting it from predators and eat me. Her fur is shining and healthy in the sunlight.

We can't walk this block with BlackJack. Virginia's next door neighbor had like a dozen black cats at one time. One night we passed Virginia's house and were not paying attention. BlackJack stopped and wouldn't move. In the middle of the street another house down were all the cats in the street - watching us. Freaked out Bob and me, too. BlackJack will not go past the stop sign into that block anymore. Virginia and Cynthia assured me all have been adopted or fixed, so it's OK for BlackJack. Maybe they can convince him, we can't.

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Taking a break from party pics

Here's my sweet blog guru, Maren Kate and her Dad, Victor, taken in one of the hotels while we were in Vegas at Caesar's. I've known Maren Kate since she was a twinkle in her parent's eye.

She's going to help me figure out how to make Octopus and Octopie more famous than that yellow square pant person.

Marilyn, me and Elvis

Picture's not very good, but here's Marilyn, no need for last name, me and Elvis tonight. We forgot a camera and Bob took this with the iphone. Light was a bit harsh.

You think they can sing? Shoulda heard me.

Here's a cool idea - time to start thinking about the Octopus and Octopie CD, perhaps they'll let me guest on it? Do small children understand tone deaf?

2009 Christmas party pics #8

Yes, the Christmas party pictures continue. Aren't you delighted I didn't get snow pictures? These are great pictures. Everyone's having a good time and schmoozing.
I hope Christmas was delightful for you. We had another low, very low key Christmas. James Randall and I went to see Mom. One of those visits where she has no clue who he is, but Miss Southern Lady pretends and is very gracious. When she thinks he's not paying attention she whispers (several times) "Who's this nice young man?" I have her room covered with pictures of him age 10 and under. Mom and I both pretend he's still that kid. James Randall, a veteran of nursing homes after these last 4 years made a caustic comment, "I see the once a year visiting families are here in force." Yup.

www.octopusandocotpie.com is slow going, but check it from time to time to see what's going on.