The star on top of our xmas tree is dead. It died over the off season somehow. When we put it up this year it didn’t work.
It took me a couple of weeks, but I finally got a replacement yesterday. It’s not nearly as nice. I’ll have to upgrade it next year, if I can remember to do it.
Jen looked over at the cat tree and saw them snuggled up with each other. It was adorable. We both took out our phones, brought up the camera app, and then as we both pointed them at the cats they started hissing at each other and a millisecond after I snapped this they were trying to murder each other.
Oh well.
I am done wrapping Xmas presents for now. I managed to get through a shit load of them (to use a technical term).
Now it’s time to rest and maybe nap.
The wrapping bonanza has commenced!
One down, 644628458376 to go.
Did we go back in time? Did we get transported into an alternate universe?
I am so confused. What can this strange device be?
Somewhere not too terribly far from New York, but still in Connecticut.
HoHoHo. Merry Mass Pike.
Inside the Red Head's Head 