According to my google stats, a myriad of random people have been coming across my blog when they search for "reinbeers."
You know it! I know it's from this amazing post. That was quite the celebration. Reinbeers have shown up at our Christmas parties since that year. Just not with the same gusto and zeal. Christmas of 2009, one of them came to visit me in the hospital when I was trying not to have my babies. Last year, shoot. Can't say I can remember last year. But this year, oh yeah baby. This is the year of their return, marked with an elaborate story line that may or may not involve a squash. Or a banana.
Squash or not, it will probably be a little less dark than '08. Probably. But I make no promises. I'll follow the reinbeer muse wherever she takes me.
Merry Reinbeer Christmas!
(I'm getting thirsty for that good ol' IBC deliciousness.)