Follow Your Bliss

 Dr. Kaveh is having a session...

Kaveh: I'm a little confused.  Did you say there was a pony at the door, or a hippo?

Kevin: It could have been either.  Or maybe both?

Kaveh: Hmmm.  Interesting...

Kaveh: Well, circling back to the original issue; 

you say you never know what's going on?

Kevin: Yes, that's my problem.

Kaveh: You know, you don't have to know everything.

There's so much going on in the world, you can't possibly keep up with it all.

Sometimes it's best to just concentrate on the things you really care about

and ignore the rest.  You know the old saying: 'ignorance is bliss.'

Kevin: I guess that makes sense.

Marta: Hi Kevin, how are you today?

Kevin: I'm a...I'm feeling blissful.

Daphne: Good to hear, sweetie!

Bowie: Kevin, my man!  What's shakin'?

Kevin: I'm blissed out!

Blake: Rock on!

A Moomin-tous Resolution, Part 2

 

Beatrix: Just about time - this is so exciting!  I've set out the little cakes.

Barbara: And I've made the tea.  I do hope I've made enought.

Beatrix: Actually, I think you've made enough for all of Moominvalley.

There's no danger of that thing exploding, is there?

Barbara: I hope not.  That would really put a damper on the festivities.

>DING - DONG<

Kevin: There's a strange looking white pony at the door for you.

Barbara: Oh, Kevin, that's the Moomin we invited to tea!

Beatrix: Yes, Kevin, do get with the program.

Kevin: I never know what's going on around here.

Barbara: That's all right, dear; at least you realize it.

Barbara: We're so pleased you were able to join us today!

>Natter-natter-sip-munch-munch-natter-sip-sip-natter-natter<

Barbara: That was an absolutely delightful afternoon!

Beatrix: Wasn't it just!  He's such a brilliant conversationalist.

Far more interesting than either Anderson Cooper or Andy Cohen.

Beatrix: You know, this has energized me to tackle some more 

resolutions on that list.  What's next?

Barbara: Let's see...hmmm.  'Clean out the cupboard under the stairs.'

Beatrix: On second thought, there's no need to get carried away so early in the new year.

Barbara: I quite agree.  Nobody likes an overachiever.

A Moomin-tous Resolution, Part 1

 

Beatrix: Just out of curiosity, how are we doing with the

list of New Year's resolutions we made?

Barbara: Oh, you mean the one we wrote out after the second mug of eggnog?

Beatrix: Yes, while we were listening to Anderson Cooper and Andy Cohen chunter on

about lacrosse or escalators or dim sum...something like that.

Barbara: Well, well...it appears that nothing on the list has been checked off yet.

Beatrix: Phooey and drat!  Perhaps we need to take a more active approach.

Barbara: Ooooh, do go on.

Beatrix: We just need to pick one and go do it.  

No more procrastination!  Here, like this one.

Barbara: 'Invite a Moomin to tea.'

Hmmm, do we actually know any Moomin?

Beatrix: It just so happens that I have one in my contacts.  I'll just send him a text.

Barbara: Oh, clever old thing!  I knew there was a reason you're my best bestie!

Beatrix: There, it's all set.  He's coming over the day after tomorrow.

Barbara: We'd better start preparing!

TEA WITH THE MOOMIN NEXT WEEK!

STAY TUNED!

The Last Crunch of Christmas

 

Frank: Are you sure they're in there?

Natalie: Oh yes, Luke and Oliver saw Uli put the leftover

Christmas cookies in the freezer.

Frank: They make good informants.  

They don't even know the value of their own intel.

Natalie: Eureka!

Frank: We've struck cookies!

Natalie: I'll pour the milk.

Frank: I don't get it; I mean, why freeze cookies?  

Why not just eat them?

Natalie: You know Uli.  She probably wanted to be prepared

in case the Huns invade or something.

Frank (imitating Uli): "Out of mein kitchen, Hun, or I klub you mit rolling pin!"

Natalie and Frank: HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!

Frank: Oooh! The milk's coming out my nose!

Natalie: Here, take a napkin.

>CRUNCH-CRUNCH-CRUNCH!<

Natalie: These cookies are a good, but a little hard.

We probably should have waited for them to thaw.

Frank: Who has time for that?

>CRUNCH-CRUNCH-CRUNCH!<

Natalie: Fortunately, we have teeth that are as strong as iron!

Frank: And mighty jaws!

>CRUNCH-CRUNCH-CRUNCH!<

Meghan: What's all that noise coming from the kitchen?

Nathan: Oh, probably just the disposal acting up again.