Merry christmas to all especially motorcycle Santa!

Well Christmas is upon us once again. I'm excited and can't believe it is already here. It is at this time of year when I am thankful for a lot of those things. One: Christmas lights. Two: Motorcycle santa. And Three: Presents! There are also somethings I am not thankful for.

I love looking at lights but I am too lazy to put them up, also I think it helps if you own your own house. So kaysen really wanted to put lights up on our house. There was no way that was going to happen. So being the evil mother that I am I came up with another idea. We live in a end unit on a row of town houses. Ours faces the side while all the others face the street. Our neighbors put up lights on their house and it's kind of hard to tell if they are ours or theirs so I told kaysen they were ours. He is really proud of our christmas lights.

It was really windy one Wednesday here. On my way home from work I was talking to John and he said that someone had decorated the bottom of our pine bush. He said it was really weird because they only put a few bulbs and a ribbon on the bottom. Well I forgot about it and never looked at it. On Friday I was pulling into the garage and noticed our wreath on the front door was gone. Immediately I knew where it was. When it was windy it blew off the door right under our pine bush. Since the wreath is pine too blind as a bat John thought someone was trying to give us a Christmas miracle by decorating our bush (and a poor job I might add). When I went out is was so obvious it was the wreath. It made for a good laugh though.

I also love motorcycle santa. If you haven't seen him driving around St. Louis yet then I am sorry for you. I past him on my way to work. He is dressed in full santa gear, beard and hair too. The best part is he randomly waves his hand ever 5 seconds or so even if there are no cars driving by or passing him. I think motorcycle santa is great!

The only reason I hate this time of year is because it flares up kaysens cyclic vomiting like crazy. While out christmas shopping this year at a busy mall kaysen wanted to go and play. We were at the mills mall so we took him to the indoor park which is right next to santa. Needless to say this is the busiest part of the mall. After about 10 minutes of play kaysen slowly started to walk over to us. We knew immediately by his pale appearance that he was going to vomit. So john grabbed him up and I looked for the nearest garbage can. It was right behind santas workshop. Unfortunately we didn't make it the 10 feet to the can. Kaysen started to projectile vomit. Immediately people started to scream and wail and I'm surprised nobody rent their clothes. As kaysen continued to projectile vomit all over the garbage can getting a few drops in I ran to get help. I found a security guard who was willing to leave his post to help me guard the vomit until maintenance got there. Hey when duty calls you must answer. So John and kaysen left to go get the car and me and the guard (known here on out at duty) kept a keen eye on the vomit. Being in the most busy part of the mall next to santa and the park, we tried to stop people from walking into certain doom. I would warn people not to throw away their soda in this particular can because "There is throw up on the ground". Many would just look at me like I can't tell them what to do and then proceed to walk full on into the vomit and to the trash can. Then they would start to freak out that they stepped in vomit and it was all over their shoes. Well at this point I kind of think they deserved it because they were warned. Although to their credit it was a pretty big radius. After what felt like an hour of guarding with duty my Spanish savior arrived to clean up. I told her I was really sorry and felt really bad. She smiled and waved me on. At the time I thought she was nice and understanding. Now I realize she probably didn't understand a word I said and was just trying to get me out of the way so she could clean up before there were anymore fatalities. I think this episodes really takes the cake for the most amount, most embarrassing, and most stinky throw up.