Snuggie is the new Chia Pet

Who thinks he's hilarious that he got me a Snuggie?

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But I am way ahead of myself. Allow me to tell you about our Christmas Eve and Christmas day so far. Because we haven't gotten to the part where we go to the movies, which is in half an hour so I have to stampede through nine thousand pictures.

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The night before Christmas, not a creature really was stirring, or even shaking, which was good because we abandoned our pets for the night to head out to TinyTown. Where all the action is.

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And I wasn't even being facetious. I tried to take this photo for you of how pretty TinyTown looked all lit up for Christmas, and there were CONSTANTLY cars going up and down the main street, here. Oh, I was irked. Marvin had to kind of laugh at me. Because hi. We moved here from LA. And I'm complaining about the 10 cars in my way.

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We had just a beautiful evening at the gracious home of our friends R and J, and yes, we do feel sorry for them for having such short names. Their daughter and brand-new fiance were also in attendance, and two brilliant men who are lifelong friends of R and J. Oh, they were fun to talk to. That's the thing about TinyTown. Everyone there has the gift of gab. Because you have to visit. You can't say, Let's all hop in the car and check out that hot new club. I mean, you could, but the TRAFFIC on the main street…

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I have been married to Marvin for 11 and a half years, and this is the first time I have noticed he eats the bottom of the asparagus. He doesn't like the tops. I could have saved tens of dollars the five times I've cooked asparagus by digging in people's garbage for their asparagus bottoms.

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Who's going to hell taking a photo at church? But I was just so excited to be back at my TinyTown church on Christmas Eve. The music was exceptional, and I saw just everyone. I hobbed and I knobbed.

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We didn't get in the car until well after midnight, but as soon as we shut the doors, a terrible odor filled the vehicle. Marvin had stepped in dog poo. I tried to take a festive photo of him scraping the poop in a parking lot, but this is as far as I got before he got cranky about the whole thing.

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We went to bed at 2:30, so how delighted was I with Jewish Marvin when he woke me at 8 a.m. screeching, "IT'S CHRISTMAS! IT'S CHRISTMAS!" Tallulah picked out her own gift, weeks ago at PetSmart. I let her go up and down the aisles, then I went back and bought her the thing she had sniffed the hardest. It was a bone with beef on the outside and pork on the inside. Mmmm! This pretty much encapsulates what she did all day.

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Do not even know why I got gifts for the cats, as they were way more amused with the boxes and wrapping paper.

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My stepsister got me this cute shirt. Fortunately, you can see my nice Snuggie on both sides of this stellar photo. I have decided to wear the Snuggie in every photo you see of me for all of 2010.

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Marvin got this…this…oh hell. I have no idea what it is, other than it makes noise and annoys me already. Thanks, mom!

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I got luggage! I no longer have to use the Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman flowered satchel I got 15 years ago. Yay. It is three pieces altogether, and yes, they are pink. Have you met me?

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Marvin also got me a Hello Kitty watch. Because I'm 44. And sportin' a Snuggie.

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I remember last year that several commenters were unnaturally interested in what Marvin got for Christmas, and I didn't mention it because, hello, boring. Here is what Marvin gets every year: (1) CDs of bands you've never heard of (2) DVDs of bands you've never heard of (3) DVD/CD combos of either bands you've never heard of or musicians you cannot believe Marvin could learn anything new about, such as our good friend Buddy Holly above, who even I already know better than this mother knew him. Oh, and (E) musical instruments that annoy me.

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For ages now, I have begged for earphones for my iPod that actually, you know, FIT in my ear. Either I have defective ear holes or they make those earphones for Tinkerbell. So. Got some. Can't wait to cram them in my ear and jam out to some Bee Gees. I know you envy me.

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My Aunt Mary likes to send you all kinds of gifts within the gift, such as this pretty little bag. Always look inside every nook and cranny of Aunt Mary gifts, because she'll stick 'em just anywhere. She is master of suspense, that Aunt Mary. She is Alfred Hitchchristmas.

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See? Inside the bag were the pretty pretty earrings. Yes, everybody knows to send pink. Again, hi. Met me?

Dinner
Finally, it was time to eat apparently very shiny food, which was delicious.

Winniedinner
Does anyone remember Thanksgiving, when Henry sat on my lap through dinner? This time it was Winston, who it turns out? Is kind of fond of the salmon. And crap. I am not wearing the Snuggie and have already ruined my plan. Oh, but it's not 2010 yet. Cool. I took this picture myself, hence the part where it SUCKS, but still. At least you get the gist.

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As I type this, Marvin is finally showering so we can go to the movies, and it is crucial that I show you his pretty hair during Christmas dinner. Apparently there was a shark in there or something. Must have been attracted to the salmon.

Okay, then! Merry Christmas, everybody! Hope you are as lovely as we are, and also as laden down with gifts and food.

XOXO,

June

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Author: June

At one point, I was sort of hot, in a "she's 27 and probably a 7" kind of a way. Now I'm old and have to develop a charming personality. Guess how that's going.

43 thoughts on “Snuggie is the new Chia Pet”

  1. p.s. I forgot to comment on the lovely fork that was used for the asparagus. Beautiful! Now I will want to be on ebay researching that pattern and finding out all about it.
    For some reason I think you can’t have too many sets of dishes or flatware or glasses. Or tablecloth and napkin sets. I seem to be obsessed with table linens and stuff to set on those linens.
    Also and too; I loved all your gifts. You must feel loved with all those outpourings of affection sent your way. Good job with the gifts, family of June!

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  2. MARVIN SCRAPED THE DOG POO IN A HANDICAPPED SPACE!!!!! HAVE A MERRY CHRISTMAS NEXT UNFORTUNATE GIMP!!!
    I AM DYING HERE.

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  3. MARVIN SCRAPED THE DOG POO IN A HANDICAPPED SPACE!!!!! HAVE A MERRY CHRISTMAS NEXT UNFORTUNATE GIMP!!!
    I AM DYING HERE.

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  4. MARVIN SCRAPED THE DOG POO IN A HANDICAPPED SPACE!!!!! HAVE A MERRY CHRISTMAS NEXT UNFORTUNATE GIMP!!!
    I AM DYING HERE.

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  5. Lurve the animal print snuggie and pink luggage. Jealous.
    LisaPie, you should get some cool Victorian asparagus tongs! Etiquette fact only I know for $200. Do you know which food is acceptable to eat with your hands at a dinner party? Is it fries chicken? No. A hot dog? No. It’s asparagus. Whalah! Or viola! Whatever.
    Terra really scored big this year. He gave me cool black suede shoe-booties, a garlic press and seventeen tons on antique jewelry. Who’s gonna have a Merry Christmas and to him a good night, huh?

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  6. I’m dying to know what CDs Marvin got for Christmas. This was the first year ever I didn’t get any music. Maybe I can live vicariously through him.

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  7. Oh I used to do the same thing with the asparagus when I was little. I would only eat the bottom part, my dad loved it, because he got the tops. Love Marvins red cheeks in the pictures, looks like you guys had a wonderful christmas with great presents.
    Thank you for posting even today, on christmas.
    I am pretty miserable here, so your blog has given me even more joy than usual. In Laws….grrrrr!

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  8. It’s already a Merry Christmas! We get a shot of Marvin’s crotch, made merrier by Hookers & Blow pointing out he’s scraping the poo off in the handicapped space. I hope rolling in laughter shakes off that extra hunk of cake I just snarfed down.

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  9. Nice catch, Paula H. We can only hope that the next person to park in the handi spot is one of those nonhandicapped twenty somethings who occasionally ferry gramma to the mall, so they park in the handi spots alla da time. I hope they all have a flat and step in dog poo. Ho ho ho, Merry Freaking Christmas. No, really.
    And is there any truth to the rumor that the inflatable instrument that Marv is playing was a special gift from Gay Porn Santa? It sure looks plausible to me.
    And to all a good nap.

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  10. Off to our traditional Christmas dinner at the Japanese Teppanyaki House.
    I am not one bit surprised at the snuggie, in fact, had bets if a pink one was forthcoming.
    Looks like an ardorable Christmas. Enjoy your movie! Sherlock Holmes? Don’t tell me! I want to see it, too!
    Happy Holidays, and too bad about the poop, that just bites.

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  11. We went to see Beth’s 94 year old Aunt Rhetta who is a retired Sister of Charity. Apparently, living a wholesome life does lead to longevity. She is making plans for next Christmas already. I am sure I will not be around at 94 for two reasons.
    First, the wholesome life part. Second, my birth certificate has an expiration date.
    Love the Snuggie and the pink luggage. Should be easy to find at the airport.

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  12. F-e-liiiiiz Navidad. That would be more funny if you realized I was mimicking your uncle who is 1/100% Mexican (uncle Joe was it?). Who’s still reading Bye bye, Buy?
    Marvin and my husband must be kindred spirits ’cause I asked the man (my husband not yours) what he wanted for Christmas and he said, “A DVD of any band in concert;” and I responded, “What the h-e-double hockey sticks are you talking about?”

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  13. Jessica, as soon as you said Feliz Navidad, I thought of Uncle Leo. Who by the way has a brother named Joe. So you were close. And his brother Joe has a son named Joe-Joe. I know, they went to town with that name.
     
    Also too, am spitting up about Marvin scraping his poo on the handicapped spot. And hed just left CHURCH. Actually, he said the poo was punishment from his Jewish God for GOING to church. So there you go.

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  14. It so sad that I am smiling at your holiday pictures more than I will ever smile at mine.
    Love the gifts especially the smitten kitten tee. Cute!! And boy howdy Marvin looks mischievous in that last picture. Thank you both for sharing your holiday with all of us.
    If you go to see Nine, do tell if it’s worth the price of admission.

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  15. Oh my goodness!! The “Smitten with my Kitten” shirt is THE BEES KNEES!!
    Absolutely darling and I am so jealous.
    The picture of Lula nomming her bone is A-freaking-dorable!! I LOVE the reindeer antlers. I just replaced a toy Punk’s favorite Caturday toy that he destroyed. Ans I got him some fresh fuzzy velcro and crunchy balls. He is not as amused by wrapping paper as your babies seem to be. Not right away anyway. He did enjoy the packaging from my present.
    Darling Andy got me a monopod. Besides being a fantastic camera accessory, it has the added bonus of allowing me to poke the cat from across the room. Bwahahaha. That’s “real” Christmas spirit!!

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  16. You are just hilarious. I love how you two entertain each other. I imagine life without kids as so… silent. LOL. Although I don’t know why I think that as tonight at dinner Paul and I were entertaining each other with stories about his past room mates and the story of how we met one another. The kids were quite unimpressed, but we were giggling like kids. Perhaps it was the wine…

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  17. Merry Christmas to June and the Comment Gallery, and thanks to those who were concerned about my daughter getting her Barney doll for Christmas (which, by the way, she did not; I could not find one ANYWHERE, but she had so much other crap, she didn’t even notice. She’s two, for God’s sake, and has the attention span of a gnat). Thanks for posting on Christmas, June! It was the perfect ending to the day!

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  18. Hahaha June, I got a snuggie as well, a pink one. Which is not as hilarious as the fact that my HUSBAND – my burly 6’5″ buffscular construction-worker HUSBAND – he also got a pink snuggie for christmas! So we match and it’s horrortastic. And yes, there’s a picture on my blog. Horrortastic must be shared.

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  19. I had to look twice when I saw your new t-shirt. I thought it said “Shitten on a Kitten”.
    I like yours better, because…whoa…what a visual.

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  20. oh june. thanks for the christmas present. yes, you, posting on christmas. you’re gift to me and the gallery crew. not like i haven’t checked here several times today hopein and a prayin. anyway. thanks again.
    umm…if lulah is half jewish shouldn’t she not be eating something smothered in ham?
    love the pink. all things pink here as well except i draw the line at a pink car or a pink house. the outside that is. inside is fine.
    merry christmas!

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  21. You are the picture of HAWTNESS in your leopard snuggie. Must.get.one.asap.
    Marvin’s fauxhawk rocks.
    I’m not an authority on the subject, but I thought there a commandment against hobbing and knobbing your neighbors, especially in church.

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  22. Merry Late Christmas. Hey, I’m not comprehending, probably the after-effects of the many glasses of red wine. Are the ear buds really big or small? I definitely have defective ear holes and all ear buds I’ve tried cause me great pain after a few minutes. I wear the big-ass ear phones and look like a total dork, because music listening should never have to be painful…unless you’re listening to Miley Cyrus or the Jonas Brothers. I need tiny buds, for my poor little deformed earholes. My earholes should so, go join a freak show.

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  23. Merry Christmas… a day late!
    I’ve started my new job and am commuting between Ohio & Michigan, so I finally got to catch up on your blog today. With my cat on my lap! Oh happy day!
    And I do love that you post every day!
    Happy New Year! Won’t that snuggie be hot in July in the south????

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  24. Oh June!! Sissy Jan and I read your blog together last evening at my home. We giggled, we snorted and we declared out love for June and Marv.
    We have a tradition of writing name tags that really make no sense whatsoever so that when our husbands have to read the tags aloud when passing out gifts, we can giggle at the inapproriate way they say things. All of that to say, you were featured on a gift tag. If children weren’t present, so Gay Porn Santa would have found his way to a tag as well.
    LOVE your gifts. Love that you shared on Christmas. Love that you were going to a movie, which I will just assume was Sherlock Holmes.
    Merry Christmas June! I am so looking forward to New Year’s Eve pictures!

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  25. Merry Christmas, June! The next day, that is. Marvin’s toy is a melodica, which I know because my husband also has one. Every time we are feeling really sad we pull it out and play one of the two songs we have mastered, the Chipmunk Christmas song or Life Goes On, and usually it sounds so awful that it perks us right up. 🙂

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  26. Love the pink luggage! And at least the Snuggie was ever-fashionable leopard print!
    Love the crotch shot of Marvin and also the pointy-hair pic. Actually, Marvin is unusually photogenic, much like Tallulah.
    Our dog, Polly, got a chicken-flavored Nylabone from Santa but I had to take it away last night, she is a “powerful chewer” and was getting too many chunks off the bone. She looks much daintier than she is.
    Glad you had a fun Christmas!

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  27. Merry Christmas June!
    1. If I were married to Marvin I’d feel compelled to eat all his yummy asparagus tops.
    2. My sister KK got a leopard print Snuggie and was disappointed by it. She blogged about it here: http://thepromommy.wordpress.com/2009/12/21/big-week/
    I wonder if you will also experience electrocution…
    3. I always thought it was hob-nobbing, not hob-knobbing. But what do I no? Knot much.

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  28. I can’t remember if I’ve already said Merry Christmas and all that. If not, felicitations.
    Anyway, what I have to say is: your dad’s a photographer, right? Why would you wait for the cars to be out of the way? The best pic would be a long exposure with a car going past, so you get light trails. In my humble, amateur photographer opinion, that is.
    And a belated new year. x

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