Christmas 2009: The Return of the Sweater

Seriously, people, like I was going to let this whole sweater drama die.  If you haven’t heard the story of the sweater, see here: http://madkanga.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-you-jenny.html

Well, gee whiz, after my family all read this post, they just HAD to have the sweater. I could not keep it all to myself.  And, this is when the requests for wearing it came rolling in….everyone wanted to sport this sweater during the holiday season (naturally) and I could not deny happiness like that.  It is the season of GIVING and I am a giver by nature. So, it had to be done.  The Christmas Spirit had to be shared. 

Here’s my brother Jeff, who is clearly going to pick up some serious digits after all the hot girls see this photo….they are going to come a runnin’ like you’ve never seen before. Girls, put on your legwarmers, tight-roll your jeans, and bring your A-Game because competition is going to be FIERCE.

My cousin, Jon- he’s an only child- so he wanted to take a picture in front of the Christmas tree by himself.  I’m pretty sure this might be his parents’ Christmas card photo next year.  The sweater was a perfect match for the Yellow Lab koozie he’s holding.

My dad and his brother, Mike.  Just chillin’ in the Christmas sweater.  Easily worn with an Iowa Hawkeye hat, and no hair. It’s a great sweater to start serious conversations while wearing, such as, “How do you feel about healthcare reform?” All serious talk while wearing this sweater, I’m tellin’ ya.

My brother-in-law, Guthrey is smitten with joy to be wearing this sweater.  He cannot contain his love for Eddie Bauer, anything knitted, and half his size. My grandma begged to have a picture just WITH the sweater- she didn’t even need to wear it to feel the Christmas spirit it exuded. She also wanted to lay down and take a nap on it- it’s THAT cozy.

Here’s my husband pondering just why he agreed to be a part of this sweater madness (and my family).  But, once he put it on, the answer was clear: he looks damn good in green, blue, orange, yellow, gray, white, red, navy, snowflakes, stripes, diamonds and plaids. Not everyone can pull this off. Joe alone turned this sweater into a fashion STATEMENT.

And, as we were kickin’ back in our sweater, my dog started drooling and barking and circling the house.  What’s that, Remsy? You want to wear the sweater? Well, because it’s Christmas, I will let you.  And, I’ve got to say- I am not normally a dog-wearing-sweaters kind of gal, but this totally turned me around.  She was struttin’ her stuff, and lovin’ life. 

 

Once again, this sweater brought us to tears.  Grandpa would have been slapping his knee so hard laughing at this- I hope he was watching.  Last year, we nicknamed Christmas at Grandma and Grandpa’s, The Christmas of Holly’s Buttcrack (um, for obvious reasons unfortunately).  This year will be the The Christmas of the Ugly Sweater.  A warm, cozy, cuddly Christmas- all because of one sweater.  Thanks again, Eddie Bauer!