Anyway, the cats just wanted to say Happy Holidays (they are totally more p.c. than me). They are generally too cute for words and occasionally bad enough for some very unkind words. They didn't get coal this year. Instead they earned the right to enjoy my bad-ass new gigantor armchair recliner, which is very very gigantor, and very very cloud-like.
(Gigantor chair not pictured. That is an old nappy electric blanket. What's up with cats and nappy stuff?)
I can't imagine a better Christmas (if it's not snowing, that is) than one that has the entire first season of Arrested Development playing on G4. We've been watching all day. So funny!
I think there will have to be a second round of Christmas Photo Journal, perhaps tomorrow. The damage has yet to be done this year, as I haven't exchanged gifts with my family yet. That's harsh. In all honesty we'll probably get a lot of stuff no one claimed on the wedding registry. Awesome!
And I think I might want our Christmas tree up all year long.
Kidding. Sort of.
1 comment:
Merry Christmas Gabs! I know I'll see you tonight but commenting Merry Christmas is funner. Ha- funner. Not a word but should be.
Mandy
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