Monday, December 31, 2007

Heavenly Peas?

We were having our Christmas Eve celebration tonight (See post below if you are confused about the date). We were watching Joy to the World and they sang Silent Night, Holy Night. The last lines are Sleep in Heavenly Peas.

Just what are Heavenly Peas, do they taste better than those I grow in the garden, and are they comfortable to sleep in?

New Years or Christmas?

Well, it is New Years Eve. That time to reflect on the year gone by. A time to set goals to break the upcoming year. I once listened to a lady in Church state that she made New-Year's resolution she was sure to accomplish. That particular year she resolved NOT to learn how to play the tuba. She succeeded. I tried this once - I resolved NOT to move my family from Colorado to Kentucky. I failed. On this beautiful Kentucky day I will not be making resolutions.

This year we celebrated Christmas in Utah and Idaho with family. Traveling from Kentucky meant flying. This in turn meant not taking all the Christmas gifts with us. Since we still have gifts at home, Santa will visit our house tonight. (Hey - Rachael is only 2, she'll be good with it).

Topic for discussion: Is it okay to fib to your little children?

Christmas morning in Idaho was fun. We had three children - One year old nephew Ryan, two year old nephew Braden, and two year old Rachael. They were not quite sure what to do that morning, but it did not take them long to figure out the answer - cry because someone else was playing with the toy they wanted. Except for little Ryan, who was busy tasting all the toys that Santa had left.

My Brother and Law Declan and I were giddy, as we were sure Santa would remember what good providers we had been throughout the year. We were certain that those Sage Z-Axis 8-weight fishing rods ( would be waiting for us. We all remember that heartwarming moment in A Christmas Story when Ralphie finds his Red-Ryder BB gun behind the desk. Declan and I were sure we were in for such a surprise. But as the morning went on the realization that we were not going to find the fishing rods hit us like reindeer droppings from 20,000 feet on Christmas eve. The fishing rods were not there. Just as all hope was lost, as the clouds of despair settled in over us, there was a small glimmer of light in the distance. Two small packages were produced that, when opened, revealed copies of the book "50 Places to Fly Fish Before you Die". We were filled with understanding. It was all so clear. We were meant to figure out what fishing trip we wanted to take this year, so that our loving wives could then purchase the appropriate fishing rod for the trip. After all, it wouldn't be right to show up with a Sage Z-Axis 8-weight if we really needed a Sage Xi2 10-weight for the trip. (Talk about your fishing faux pas). We felt loved again.

We are currently leaning towards going to S Andros Island in the Bahamas for Bonefish, 8-weight rod required.

Sunday, December 30, 2007


Why Perspicacious Words? From

per·spi·ca·cious [pur-spi-key-shuhs]
1. having keen mental perception and understanding; discerning: to exhibit perspicacious judgment.
2. Archaic. having keen vision.

Hey - I'm archaic, and with glasses I have 20/20 vision. It fits!