Now that you, my fabulous readers, have been more acquainted with Cheeky and his adventures over the past week, I’ll share with you what he meant to me. To me, Cheeky symbolized childhood, creativity, and rest. Helping him on his adventures was something reminiscent of my childhood. It was exciting, it was fun, it was…
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C is for Cheeky
Like I said before, Cheeky became more and more brazen throughout the month. Here he is spying on my roommate during her private, shower time. I’m happy to say that he thought enough in advance to don a makeshift raincoat! However, he did not think about cleaning the shower head before snapping this picture… alas.…
A Cheeky Christmas
Despite his many adventures — and there are more pictures and stories to come!– even Cheeky knows the true meaning of Christmas. It’s not about what we get or even what we give. It’s about who was born. Jesus, sustainer of the universe, chose to be God with us, Emmanuel. That is something we will…
Santa Claus CAME to Town
You read that right. While the rest of the world is waiting for the elusive house guest to leave some treats for them, I’ve already seen him. I heard the commotion. But it didn’t sound like hoofbeats on the roof. It sounded like a long, droning, loop of siren. As if the fire truck was…
Singleness and Bridget Jones
“I’ll finally die, fat and alone. And be found three weeks later, half eaten by wild dogs.” Ah, Bridget Jones. The woman. The legend. I know of so many women, including myself, who can relate to her doomsday singleness mentality represented above. On my best days, I enjoy my singleness, my freedom, my ability to…
Sunday Fun Day!
Have you seen this on You Tube? This is one of my favorite games! I love getting sucked into a battle of laughter and ridiculosity. I don’t always win, but I always have a few doozies to share that induce laughter, merriment — and when the mood is right — milk being shot from nostrils.…
O Holy Night
I introduced my parents to this little ditty last year. We watched it at least a dozen times. Laughed hilariously. Imitated. Parroted and charaded as this singer. Everything was fine until our church sang O Holy Night last Christmas eve. We dissolved in a puddle of hysterics and shaking and were absolutely rendered useless singers.…