Monday, December 27, 2010

And now for something completely different.......

Our Christmas plans took a different path this year.  Mr. Moey has been battling  a cold for the past week, so we didn't think it would be a good idea to risk having his 91 year old mother over.  We decided to switch our traditional turkey with all the trimmings for our New Year's fare and do the turkey thing next weekend with his mum.   However I've had a dry, hacking cough since last Thursday and the full force of the flu decided to strike on Christmas day.  By early evening I'd  mustered up just enough energy to open a tin of soup pour moi and put a frozen lasagna in the microwave for Mr. Moey.  Good times indeed!  First time ever that I haven't had turkey on Christmas day, with the exception of one year that we celebrated Christmas at the Bitter End Yacht Club in the British Virgin Islands.  The sun and sailing more than made up for the lack of a turkey dinner. 

Bitter End Yacht Club Clubhouse Steak and Seafood Grille

We did manage to salvage a little bit of the Christmas spirit (for the furkid's sake) by opening our gifts and watching a couple of Christmas movies.



Look what Santa brought!

Clicquot's look of disgust, the toys aren't edible......

Good things do come in Ogilvy boxes!

After a long day of eating, playing & sleeping, a serious cat nap was in order.......

And now for something completely different.......

Our Christmas plans took a different path this year.  Mr. Moey has been battling  a cold for the past week, so we didn't think it would be a good idea to risk having his 91 year old mother over.  We decided to switch our traditional turkey with all the trimmings for our New Year's fare and do the turkey thing next weekend with his mum.   However I've had a dry, hacking cough since last Thursday and the full force of the flu decided to strike on Christmas day.  By early evening I'd  mustered up just enough energy to open a tin of soup pour moi and put a frozen lasagna in the microwave for Mr. Moey.  Good times indeed!  First time ever that I haven't had turkey on Christmas day, with the exception of one year that we celebrated Christmas at the Bitter End Yacht Club in the British Virgin Islands.  The sun and sailing more than made up for the lack of a turkey dinner. 

Bitter End Yacht Club Clubhouse Steak and Seafood Grille

We did manage to salvage a little bit of the Christmas spirit (for the furkid's sake) by opening our gifts and watching a couple of Christmas movies.



Look what Santa brought!

Clicquot's look of disgust, the toys aren't edible......

Good things do come in Ogilvy boxes!

After a long day of eating, playing & sleeping, a serious cat nap was in order.......

Friday, December 24, 2010

Habby Holidays.....

From our  house to yours.



Cats like Christmas too!


Waiting for Santa

Habby Holidays.....

From our  house to yours.



Cats like Christmas too!


Waiting for Santa

Friday, December 17, 2010

Broadcasting at it's finest........

Ron MacLean, Mike Milbury, P.J. Stock
I'm really doing  the poor monkeys a disservice.  I have no doubts they would be far more intelligent and entertaining than the three stooges that were on HNIC last night providing their "insight" on the Habs and Bruins game.  It was nothing short of shameful.  How I long for the days of Danny Gallivan and Dick Irvin. *sigh*

Broadcasting at it's finest........

Ron MacLean, Mike Milbury, P.J. Stock
I'm really doing  the poor monkeys a disservice.  I have no doubts they would be far more intelligent and entertaining than the three stooges that were on HNIC last night providing their "insight" on the Habs and Bruins game.  It was nothing short of shameful.  How I long for the days of Danny Gallivan and Dick Irvin. *sigh*

Monday, December 13, 2010

This and that.........

Excuse me a moment *brushes off cobwebs* there, that's much better.  I haven't been here in a while, a little housekeeping was in order.

First things first, when the cat's away.......


This is what Moey eats for dinner
Thankfully Mr. Moey is back in town tomorrow night to rescue me from such poor eating habits. *sigh* 

I listen to the Mitch Melnick show every afternoon on the Team 990, last week on Pierre McGuire's segment the subject of Alex Kovalev came up.  Pierre was suggesting that in light of Andre Markov's injury, the Habs have extra cash available to add a couple of players to the roster.  McGuire thinks Kovy would be a good fit in Montreal because, in Pierre's words, "his heart just isn't in Ottawa."  That comment didn't sit well with me, all I could think about was how Koivu left Montreal with a heavy heart and he's playing his heart out in Anaheim for a lot less money.  I sent in an email comparing the two of them, making the point that Kovy's "heart" was where the money was.

Mitch read my email on the radio and then had this to say.  "Make no mistake, after all he'd been through Saku Koivu wanted out of Montreal and decided not to sign a new contract."  He got as far away as he could and says it's the best thing he's ever done."

I was gutted.   Did this mean that I had to dab my red tinged eyes, blow my nose for one last time and put away the Kleenex box for good?  Never.  Even if it's true (it probably is) I'll still mourn the loss of Koivu for all eternity.  Which isn't difficult watching the eight million dollar imposter floating around the ice wearing number eleven.  He knows who he is.



Clicquot's best imitation of the Habs against the Leafs Saturday night, the cheeky Lynx.
I was so bored watching the Habs play the Leafs on Saturday that I thought I would try and amuse myself on Twitter.  It turns out (to no surprise) that Leaf fans are so dopey you can't even have a decent fight discussion with them.

Me on Twitter : Boy, Leafs are 0-3 when it comes to D men,  What kind of lame scouting staff do they have?

Leaf fan : You can't say Phaneuf is bad, I mean you just can't.  He's good, okay?

Me : Phaneuf isn't fit to shine Markov's skates, far less anything else.

Leaf fan :  Well of course he can't shine Markov's skates, Markov isn't even in Canada, he's getting his knee fixed.

Oy vay.

This and that.........

Excuse me a moment *brushes off cobwebs* there, that's much better.  I haven't been here in a while, a little housekeeping was in order.

First things first, when the cat's away.......


This is what Moey eats for dinner
Thankfully Mr. Moey is back in town tomorrow night to rescue me from such poor eating habits. *sigh* 

I listen to the Mitch Melnick show every afternoon on the Team 990, last week on Pierre McGuire's segment the subject of Alex Kovalev came up.  Pierre was suggesting that in light of Andre Markov's injury, the Habs have extra cash available to add a couple of players to the roster.  McGuire thinks Kovy would be a good fit in Montreal because, in Pierre's words, "his heart just isn't in Ottawa."  That comment didn't sit well with me, all I could think about was how Koivu left Montreal with a heavy heart and he's playing his heart out in Anaheim for a lot less money.  I sent in an email comparing the two of them, making the point that Kovy's "heart" was where the money was.

Mitch read my email on the radio and then had this to say.  "Make no mistake, after all he'd been through Saku Koivu wanted out of Montreal and decided not to sign a new contract."  He got as far away as he could and says it's the best thing he's ever done."

I was gutted.   Did this mean that I had to dab my red tinged eyes, blow my nose for one last time and put away the Kleenex box for good?  Never.  Even if it's true (it probably is) I'll still mourn the loss of Koivu for all eternity.  Which isn't difficult watching the eight million dollar imposter floating around the ice wearing number eleven.  He knows who he is.



Clicquot's best imitation of the Habs against the Leafs Saturday night, the cheeky Lynx.
I was so bored watching the Habs play the Leafs on Saturday that I thought I would try and amuse myself on Twitter.  It turns out (to no surprise) that Leaf fans are so dopey you can't even have a decent fight discussion with them.

Me on Twitter : Boy, Leafs are 0-3 when it comes to D men,  What kind of lame scouting staff do they have?

Leaf fan : You can't say Phaneuf is bad, I mean you just can't.  He's good, okay?

Me : Phaneuf isn't fit to shine Markov's skates, far less anything else.

Leaf fan :  Well of course he can't shine Markov's skates, Markov isn't even in Canada, he's getting his knee fixed.

Oy vay.