I fell asleep last night only to awaken about an hour later at midnight. There were noises coming from the shop...suspicious noises. I threw on my heavy robe and tiptoed across the living room to the hall. Just as I reached the shop door, I heard a burst of laughter coming from the other side. I opened the door and asked, "What are all you guys laughing at?!" The minions were on the bench laughing and talking.
Monday, February 12, 2018
Thursday, January 18, 2018
Hey guys! Mr. Skellie here. While Debra is off gallivanting with her son, I have been left here on my own. So I decided to take matters into my own bony hands and update all of you on all the latest adventures around here. I'll tell you about my morning first...I woke up at 4:30 this morning frozen to the bone and saw the Big Guy walking around the house with a flashlight. Now I know they keep it kinda cool at night around here, but this is ridiculous. I hollered out to him to turn up the heat while he was wandering around and he told me to get back in bed. I put on a hat and scarf
Thursday, December 21, 2017
We had a whirlwind day here! Mr. Skellie and I were invited to a cookie swap and tea party at Marlene's house. Mr. Skellie was so excited that he was going to get to see Marlene that he was hopping all around the shop. He spent alot of time in front of the mirror...he wanted to look just right. While he was primping, I was baking cookies in the kitchen. He came flying in yelling, "I forgot about the cookies!" I told him not to worry, I would share the cookie dough with him. He got to work right away shaping some oatmeal raisin cookies but after only a dozen he said his hands were tired and he was going to take a break. He dug around in my china cabinet looking for something to put his cookies in saying that presentation was everything. He placed his cookies on one corner of the cookie sheet and kept a close eye on them while they baked.
Friday, December 15, 2017
As I was adding finishing touches to our Christmas tree, I heard some rustling and grunting in the dining room. When I went to investigate, I found Mr. Skellie wrestling with his very own Christmas tree that he had found in one of the Christmas bins.