Monday, December 03, 2012

Ho Ho Ho, Yo.

 You know it's Christmas time when your cat and dog are stealing bits of candy off of a gingerbread house on your kitchen table...
 It's less obvious when you go to a tree farm and sweat during the walk through the fields because the thermostat says 65 degrees.
 And the trees we wanted were at the back! It's usually a long, cold walk, but it was GORGEOUS on Sunday and we enjoyed every minute of the day.
Even though we were sans the teenager because, well, he's THIRTEEN and tree hunting just wasn't as cool for him this year. I was mildly upset until I realized how much fun we were having withOUT him and his teenaged angst over searching for a Christmas tree. And then I felt guilty, but, well... C'est la vie.

The tree is UP and the kitten hasn't climbed it YET and the dog has only chewed on three of the branches and we still need two more strands of lights before we can put the ornaments on... But it's UP. So it's officially CHRISTMAS in our house.

And I haven't gotten a single present. Not one. Damn. Thing.

Hold me.
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