The 3 Joys of Sunday, December 22nd

I had my younger brother Mark read my first post from Sunday and his comment to me was, "That is nice, but there is not a lot of meat to it." So today, I am hoping to satisfy Mark's carnivorous literary appetite. 

I never quite got how to count for the twelve days of Christmas. Do you count up from 1 to 12? Is it a countdown from 12 to 1? Not sure, and not sure that it matters...anyway. I want to share "The 3 joys of Sunday, December 22nd." I wish that all of you could hear my wonderful singing rendition of my joys, but I haven't figured that out yet. I will get there.

"On the first day of Christmas, my silly son gave to me...a boy with some really greeeasssy lips!"

I never knew that Chapstick was that addicting, but my mother gave James and his cousin some Disney Cars Chapstick. Giving a 2 year old his own Chapstick to use whenever he pleases is not the best idea. Entertaining to watch, but not always necessary. The picture really doesn't do the level of grease justice. (At least his lips are not going to get chapped. An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure.)

"On the second day of Christmas, my loving parents gave to me...two Soniccare toothbrushes!"

I always brushed my teeth because it is what I was taught to do and I didn't want to have bad breath. That was before I was introduced to Sonicare. Sonicare is a game changer. My timed two minutes of brushing is now something that I get excited about. 

"On the third day of Christmas, the good Lord gave to me...three semi-entertaining NFL games!"

On Sunday I got a chance to watch the Bears get beat up by the Eagles. I was able to watch the Packers play a great, old fashion football game against the Steelers. The Packers came up short in the end, but a fun game to watch. Finally, probably the least entertaining game of the day, but held the most entertaining moment for me, was the Chiefs versus the Colts. The Colts won easily, but my favorite part of the game was by the Colts punter, Pat McAfee. McAfee had a nice pooch punt and the ball was down at the 5 yard line. I am not a fan of celebratory dances or showboating acts, but after the McAfee's punt, he turned sideways and simulated a golf chip shot. I guess in my book, punters get a free pass to celebrate as much as they please. 

(My impersonation of the McAfee golf swing. I didn't want to break any copyright laws by putting a picture of Pat McAfee here, but he looks like an entertaining fellow if you have the time to look him up.)

493 Words; hopefully I will get singing on blog soon; less than 10 hours to Christmas! MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY! God bless.