What in the world is going on

Be on the alert... everyone.... It's quite possible that an alien has taken over Dennis' body.
I hardly recognize this man who lives here at my house. It could be me I suppose... I could have entered a parallel universe.
Pinch me somebody. No wait a few weeks and let's see what else turns up.

Anyway. The man I've been married to for 31 years now has a hankering to cook. Cook and Bake. He reads and write his thoughts and ideas down long hand.

He bought himself a slow cooker and about five recipe books. This is just not right. I am the cook. I think he got tired of me not cooking as the cook and decided he had to take things into his own hands.
He makes scrambled eggs and for the most part, he does a better job than me cause he actually follows recipes. I adlib some.

And he writes.
I am the writer. Well he must have also figured that I am not writing enough so he will do it.
Well to heck with that noise. I still write.

Actually, I don't want to make fun to deter this progress my man has been making. He even failed at baking chocolate chip cookies the other day and asked me for my recipe. To heck.


I think this confirms that he's always wanted to be me :-)

Before you know it he will be wearing my underwear and trying to fit into my suits. But hey, they will probably look better on him too!

He went Christmas shopping with me and didn't even complain once. He actually seemed to be enjoying himself. Ok, has there been some kind of alien invasion that anyone has heard of??

Speaking of Christmas... he actually got the tree by himself this year. Conceded to a real tree even.
Dont' wake me up if I am dreaming... ok? Just give me a few more weeks of this... then wake me.

Here is some shots of our Christmas preparations. Jada and Shammai of course, were here to help us put the tree up. What would we do without them!! They are the best! I love that they are here with us... to be a part of our lives.

By the way, I am finishing this post after the holidays... so the next few posts will be a little disjointed. Bear with me...