Fat Guy Follies

It is almost midnight on Christmas Eve. All of the kids are snug in their beds, except for Poco, who is napping in the car seat. Kim and I are sitting around the TV basking in the ambience of the fireplace channel.

I am not sure what a sugarplum is, so I am fairly confident that there won't be visions of them dancing in my head. I am going to guess at what others are dreaming of tonight.

Wee Eric will be dreaming of the bottle of single malt that he asked Santa to bring for his Dad. Kim was going to dream of a boyfriend that looked like McDreamy













However after the little incident with the candle in the bathroom her visions are more like this....
Emily is dreaming she lives in a palace,...... and her Mum and Brothers and I can even come visit

Connor I am sure is still slaying dragons.





Mick will either be dreaming of a steak dinner or his new motorbike.
















Just down the road, Tyler is dreaming of a motorbike also.











Brent is dreaming of more snow and a little more HP, so he can hook up like Jared


My Nephew Steve is dreaming of the second half of his back flip, which apparently he forgot, either that or new parts to fix Kim's sled, which didn't take so kindly to a hard landing upside down.



We went sledding to Brohm Ridge on Friday. I have more pics which I will post later. I will be dreaming of Kim in her new Victoria Secrets underwear that Santa leaves her. It's now time to have another festive Captain Morgans and Eggnog, and wait for the fat guy to come.........

Cheers
Bryan