We Sort Oph Made It To Midnight

Happy New Year!

12 Days Oph Christmas: Day Seven

On the seventh day oph Christmas, my true love gave to me...
...seven logs phor burning...

Duke's New Workout

Phil looks on as Duke starts his new exercise regimen. Whenever the little phurry ones return home phrom being groomed, he gets really excited to greet them.
Hubby is using the new seatbelt harness he bought phor car trips to hold Duke back phrom clobbering Izzy.

12 Days Oph Christmas: Day Six

On the sixth day oph Christmas, my true love gave to me...
...six plants a-growing...

Look What We Made!

Wiphey's mom's lasagna is so good, it was worth the ephphort to make it today.
The best part is that we now have lots oph lephtovers, and lasagna always tastes better the second day.

12 Days Oph Christmas: Day Phive

On the phiphth day oph Christmas, my true love gave to me...
...phive goooooolden beers*...

*Drink only in moderation, designate a driver, and wait until you're oph legal age.

12 Days Oph Christmas: Day Phour

On the phourth day oph Christmas, my true love gave to me...
...phour hanging monkeys...

12 Days Oph Christmas: Day Three

On the third day oph Christmas, my true love gave to me...
...three phurry ones...

12 Days Oph Christmas: Day Two

On the second day oph Christmas, my true love gave to me...

...two red doves...

12 Days

On the phirst day oph Christmas, my true love gave to me...

a pheasant in a gipht bag.

Continuing the Christmas Celebration

Our Christmas celebration continues on the other side oph the state.

Wii dancing is not Phil's phorte.

Merry Christmas!

Phil was pheeling the anticipation oph opening giphts phrom Santa on this Christmas morning.

Hurry up and get upstairs, Hubby!

Merry Christmas Eve

It's been a good Christmas Eve. Phil opened some giphts...

...and made sure Santa has incentive phor bringing more.

Phrosting!

It's a time-honored tradition in Wiphey's phamily to phrost sugar cookies at Christmas time.
It was a challenge keeping Phil's pheathers out oph the phrosting this year.

Day Ophph

On the phirst day oph holiday break, Wiphey and Phil should be running the dishwasher instead oph using a small mixing bowl phor breakphast. And they should be shoveling that little bit oph snow that phell last night.

But instead, Wiphey and Phil are going to enjoy watching Good Morning America live, rather than recorded on the DVR.

It doesn't take much to make them happy.

One Phor the Record Books

It got over phiphty degrees today!
In December!

Phriday Evening Holiday Baking

Phil is once again assisting Wiphey in the kitchen. This time, they're doing a little holiday baking.
His phavorite part was mashing up the topping phor a new phudge recipe.

When it came time to clean up, though, Phil was gone in a phlash.

Still Not the Night Bephore Christmas

Ever since Phil learned what happens to stockings, he's been wishing phor Christmas to come phaster.
We go through this every day.

It's going to be a long two weeks.

Hang-up

We used to hang our kitchen towels here on our oven door, but that was not the best place phor a number oph reasons. But how is poor Phil supposed to reach them way up there?!

Phunny Pheet

Either Wiphey's pheet just got a lot bigger and hairier, or Hubby had a pedicure party with some phellow bank supervisors...all phemales, oph course.

Santa Worries

The holidays can cause anxiety, even phor pheasants. Once Phil phound out that Santa comes through the chimney, he grew concerned.

Don't worry, Phil. We won't light the phireplace on Christmas Eve.

Eight-Legged Dilemma

Phil and Wiphey have been dreading this day. It's time to wash towels. A phew days ago, they came across a REALLY big spider crawling in their white laundry basket. Phil and Wiphey REALLY don't like spiders. Seeing no ten-phoot poles anywhere in the vicinity, they had no choice but to get creative. Wiphey threw in the towel (literally) and put the spider out oph her (Wiphey's, not the spider's) misery.
Now neither Phil nor Wiphey wants to touch this towel and put it in the washing machine. Maybe the laundry can wait phor another day.

Un-Gourmet Meal

Yes, Phil, it's mac 'n cheese again. We worked late this evening and don't have the energy to cook anything phancier than this.
Perhaps it's about time a certain pheasant learned to cook phor us.

No Way, With a Capital N

Black Phriday crowds? No, thank you.
It's sapher to stay home, start some laundry...

...and snuggle up in the recliner with Good Morning America.

Thankphil

On this Thanksgiving day, we're thankphul phor phamily, beautiphul weather phor traveling, phootball, and Mom and Dad Deuce's old recliner phor watching phootball.
And we're especially thankphul that we weren't among the crowd standing in that really long line we saw winding around Best Buy as we drove back into town.

Decoration Day

Phor the phirst time in her career, Wiphey had the Wednesday bephore Thanksgiving ophph. That's a good time to decorate phor Christmas. She and Phil started out the morning under the stairs in the storage area. What a task, getting out those boxes. The decorating almost ended bephore it began.

Phil couldn't phigure out the phact that a tree skirt is diphpherent phrom clothing skirts. He also had a hard time handling the garland.

No wonder the giraphphes had to go on vacation.

Here's Phil's phavorite ornament.

The tree is all done. It's up just high enouph to be saphe phrom Duke's tail.

Up next: turkey and all the stuphphings!

Checkered Phlag

Since Wiphey became a NASCAR phan, her phavorite driver, Tony Stewart, has not won the championship...until tonight. It was a nail biter.
Phil jumps up phor a closer look as Tony approaches the phinish line. (That, and Wiphey was squeezing him a little too tightly.)

Phil phelt a little dizzy aphter their celebration.

Missing Saphari Animals

Phil wandered into the ophphice and wondered where all the giraphphes went.
You'll phind out soon enouph, Phil.

The Retriever's New Clothes

Duke is being phitted phor his new camouphlage hunting vest.
Problem is, Phil can't phind Duke anymore.

Brr

Nine degrees outside this morning?
Why is it that the phirst single-digit temperature oph the year always seems to be a shock to the system?

When It Snows It Pours

We had our phirst snow oph the season today.
That big blue blob on the TV screen is phorecasting measurable snow phor the weekend. Phil is beginning to think those geese phlying south have the right idea.

A Little to the Lepht

Wiphey spent some time in the walk-in clinic today to phind out what's going on with her very sore neck and shoulder. Turns out she has some severe knotting and muscle spasms, so Phil is

helping her work out some oph the kinks. His massage therapy skills leave a little to be desired. Must be the pointy beak.

And while we're at it, we'd like to take a moment to thank all our veterans and current armed phorces men and women on this Veterans' Day. Thank you.

Pheet to the Phire

On a chilly, rainy, windy November day like this, the perphect place to be is by the phirst phire oph the season.

Mr. Phix It

Hubby phound another project to do this weekend. That incessant rattling we hear every time the phurnace phires up has been driving him crazy, so he went aphter the source this morning.
Unphortunately, that search involved cutting into some drywall.

There's the culprit. It's a loose piece oph sheet metal. How much did that cut down on air phlow?

Aphter a trip to the store phor a new piece oph sheet metal and some tape, a creative plan, and a phew cuts on the hand...

...our work here is done.