The other day I heard Adam Sandler's The Chanukah Song and I thought to myself that I was a little tired of it. Then I saw this little clip and my love once again became new...
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Happy Birthday to Wheels
Happy Birthday to my Sweet Wheels who is finally old enough to sit at the adults' table today.
Love, KG
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wheels
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Oldies But Goodies
Christmas by the band Low is second only to Harry Connick Jr's first Christmas album on my all time holiday favorite list. I read a review for this album when it was released in 1999 and being familiar with the band's other work I set out to find it. My search ended up being long and tedious but like the knights of old, my holy grail was worth it. It's crazy to think how much the internet has grown in ten years because now this album could most likely be purchased online in less than 90 seconds but remember in 1999 the internet was still a toddler and Napster hadn't even taken off yet. Looking back though, there was an invention called the telephone that could have aided me in my search, no kids, not a cellphone - an actual phone in your home connected to a cord that was plugged into your wall. I could have called all of the record stores in town rather than driving but what's a little gas money when you make $10 per hour working ten hours a week as an elementary school tutor and you drive an Oldsmobile that gets twenty miles per gallon? I honestly checked every store from Orem to Salt Lake - big retail stores, independent stores, Christian music stores and my search lasted for more than three weeks. Finally I lucked out on my third or fourth attempt at the Taylorsville Graywhale CD the week of Christmas. I found the tiny, maroon cardboard sleeve and much to the chagrin of the employees who were angry that they could no longer listen to it, I made my purchase and listened to it well into the new year. Some of you might recognize their version of The Little Drummer Boy that was featured in a holiday commercial for The Gap. If you haven't heard this album then get a warm cup of whatever makes you happy and have yourself a mellow little Christmas.
Labels:
low,
merry christmas,
oldies but goodies
Sunday, December 6, 2009
The Skog Family Week in Review
Editors Note: P will forever be known from this day forth on The Skog Blog as 'Superstar'. If you don't understand why this is her new nickname then you have not met her.
I Thought We Were Going to a Jazz Game
The weekend before Thanksgiving a friend who shall remain nameless (Corbie) sent us some excellent tickets to the Disney Princesses on Ice. The girls LOVED it. Superstar sat on the edge of her seat with a big grin and it could have possibly been the greatest day of her life. Even Toots and Lil' J seemed to enjoy themselves. I wore my Memo Okur jersey to the event and you would not believe how many people made some variation of a 'Did you think you were coming to a Jazz game?' joke.
As we went to leave the arena a huge snowstorm had blown in and ever the excellent parents, Wheels and I had not even outfitted the girls with coats. I made the long run to the parking lot so I could just pull up to the curb and not make the girls walk the frozen half mile. The van fired up without a problem but I soon realized that our windshield wipers would not work. I'm not saying the wipers wouldn't wipe sufficiently I mean the motor wouldn't even turn on to allow them to clean the glass. What followed was a harrowing 97 min drive home on backroads that required many stops and random wiper starts and stops. Good times. (nope)
Peek-a-Boo, I see a Lil' Rockstar
Too Scary, Too Scary
Toots has become a scaredy pants as of late. Her nightmares or night terrors or whatever the crap happens between the hours of 11 PM and 6 AM are well documented on The Skog Blog but lately even shows or movies that she once upon a time loved are too intense. Here is how she was sitting one night when Wheels came down to check on them.
Lil' J Be Illin'
This picture isn't the greatest. So much for having a decent camera on my phone - Thanks Verizon Salesman. It is hard to tell but the Rockstar is wearing the following logo onesie and I think it is friggin adorable.
Superstar Pics Vol. 17
It would appear that once again Superstar got her hands on the camera and so I would like to present another one of her outstanding portfolios. The girl has quite an eye for art. These pics will soon be exhibiting at the U of U Museum of Modern Art so consider this a free sneak preview.
The Lil' Rockstar's Basic Training
Lil' J hasn't done much crawling but whenever we look away and then look back she is somewhere else. She is extremely stealthy and must be some sort of Navy Seal Baby. Maybe that is why she was in the NICU for so long. It was some sort of Secret Government Training. I should have figured this out sooner. Thanks for helping me work this out in my mind. PS: Yes, I am a conspiracy theory nut.
The Skog Halls Have Been Sufficiently Decked
Tree? Check. Ornaments? Check. Broken ornaments? Check. Carpenters Christmas playing on the old record player? Check. It's officially Christmas at the Skog home.
I Thought We Were Going to a Jazz Game
The weekend before Thanksgiving a friend who shall remain nameless (Corbie) sent us some excellent tickets to the Disney Princesses on Ice. The girls LOVED it. Superstar sat on the edge of her seat with a big grin and it could have possibly been the greatest day of her life. Even Toots and Lil' J seemed to enjoy themselves. I wore my Memo Okur jersey to the event and you would not believe how many people made some variation of a 'Did you think you were coming to a Jazz game?' joke.
As we went to leave the arena a huge snowstorm had blown in and ever the excellent parents, Wheels and I had not even outfitted the girls with coats. I made the long run to the parking lot so I could just pull up to the curb and not make the girls walk the frozen half mile. The van fired up without a problem but I soon realized that our windshield wipers would not work. I'm not saying the wipers wouldn't wipe sufficiently I mean the motor wouldn't even turn on to allow them to clean the glass. What followed was a harrowing 97 min drive home on backroads that required many stops and random wiper starts and stops. Good times. (nope)
Peek-a-Boo, I see a Lil' Rockstar
Too Scary, Too Scary
Toots has become a scaredy pants as of late. Her nightmares or night terrors or whatever the crap happens between the hours of 11 PM and 6 AM are well documented on The Skog Blog but lately even shows or movies that she once upon a time loved are too intense. Here is how she was sitting one night when Wheels came down to check on them.
Lil' J Be Illin'
This picture isn't the greatest. So much for having a decent camera on my phone - Thanks Verizon Salesman. It is hard to tell but the Rockstar is wearing the following logo onesie and I think it is friggin adorable.
Superstar Pics Vol. 17
It would appear that once again Superstar got her hands on the camera and so I would like to present another one of her outstanding portfolios. The girl has quite an eye for art. These pics will soon be exhibiting at the U of U Museum of Modern Art so consider this a free sneak preview.
The Lil' Rockstar's Basic Training
Lil' J hasn't done much crawling but whenever we look away and then look back she is somewhere else. She is extremely stealthy and must be some sort of Navy Seal Baby. Maybe that is why she was in the NICU for so long. It was some sort of Secret Government Training. I should have figured this out sooner. Thanks for helping me work this out in my mind. PS: Yes, I am a conspiracy theory nut.
The Skog Halls Have Been Sufficiently Decked
Tree? Check. Ornaments? Check. Broken ornaments? Check. Carpenters Christmas playing on the old record player? Check. It's officially Christmas at the Skog home.
Cover Song Saturday Night
Here are a couple of Christmas covers for you. First a new Last Christmas version by the cast of Glee followed by Mr. Manilow singing one of my all time favorite Christmas tunes.
Labels:
barry manilow,
cover song sat night,
glee
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