She's already crawling!!!

Daddy is so proud.


Greetings from the 11th annual Ottawa Santa Claus Pub Crawl

Despite the lack of planning, the lateness & pretty lame turnout, it was still a ton of fun as always. Actually it's not quite as much fun when you aren't totally hammered but still hillarious all the same. I did manage to down one beer & look what happened then...


Smoochy hoochy Santa started flirting with he who was once Mardi Gras Santa. Where are your damn beads buddy?! Turns out I had to show off my boobs anyway because even though I thoroughly prepared for the evening by pumping almost 6 ounces of milk, I forgot to bring the nipple to go on the bottle.

Loser.

All the drunk Santas enjoyed the show & Freyja daya doodle was pleased as punch about the whole thing. The only part she didn't like about the evening was the Santa hat we kept trying to put on her head. Because it was made of acid - at least you'd think so anyway with the demonic howling protests she made about it.


Santa Baby sans hat


The whole gang

Seriously that was just about all that showed up. I think by the end of the night there were maybe 15 Santas. This compared to years where we've had about 200 red drunk devils (& assorted elves, etc.) careening down Elgin Street singing "We Wish you a Merry Christmas" at the top of their lungs. Oh well, better luck & planning next year. It was actually a nice number because we could do a proper "Cheers!" & get to know our fellow Santas. Joviality & rounds for all.

Until I cut Calvin off. He was carrying the baby until that damn martini. We both then realized that he was in no way capable of being responsible for her let alone walking unassisited. So it was off home for me & the little one who then had a complete meltdown in the car. I blame her father. Because I can.

Not too much else new around here besides the very wonderful smiling & preparing for Christmas. Of course our preparations are lacking from any actual prepardness. Like those Happy Holiday cards with a cute picture of the bun I was going to make & send out to everyone? Not done. Christmas tree? Nope. Presents to family going to get anywhere on time? No way. Present shopping done? Are you kidding? I have however, managed to eat about 15 chocolate chip cookies today. I blame the father again. Because he should know better than to make such delicious treats & leave them on the counter where they sit beckoning & taunting me with their chipity charms. Bastard.

Oooo. Freyja & I went to see Narnia with Roopa & Uma last week at the Famous Babies thing. It was quite fantastic & I was very surprised with how good the CGI effects were because they looked pretty cheesy in the television shots I'd seen. The children were perfect from what I remember of the books & they looked eerily related. The White Witch was fantastically wicked & very reminiscent of the Borg Queen from Star Trek NG - so much so I had to google it. Turns out that it's Tilda Swinton not Alice Krieg but weirdly similar. Ditto for the "dwarf sidekick" who I thought was the same guy as the Oompa Loompas from Charlie & the Chocolate Factory. Turns out not. Damn you artistic makeup! Speaking of movies, last night we watched March of the Penguins. Best documentary I've seen since Mad Hot Ballroom (which is excellent) & the scenery is absolutely stunning. There's something about ice formations that just takes my breath away. Plus the penguins are cute.

Oh ya, check this out: Ninja Training Camp. How freaking cool would it be to be able to do this?