This could be the earliest we've/I've put the tree up for centuries. (Don't ask me why I've all of a sudden become the overachiever.) I'm the believer of celebrating ONE holiday at a time folks. I don't want to eat turkey while Santa is staring at me. It confuses my delicate sensibilities.
Rich a.k.a. "Studmuffin," put the lights on our house
without killing himself.
One for the Buns team!
We trimmed the tree though no scissors or shears were used during this massive feat.
Thalon's First Christmas ornament.
After much self-flaggellation, crying and depressive thoughts abounding, I picked up the pieces and threw them away.
No sense in holding onto something so broken and incomplete. Right? While my first instinct would be to glue, collage and safe keep this object of my affection, in the end it's broken and gone. It will never be the same no matter how hard you try to fix it.
A little symbolism of Christmas for us. Every year. How's that for Merry Fucking cheer?
Onto more stupid illusions....
Buddy the Elf.
I think he needs to get drunk and have a rave with the Monster High Girls.
In other fun-time news, I'm thinking this is the last year of magical thinking for the girls since they've moved into the big world of public school.
Camron needs to have his ass kicked. Maybe Buddy should do it for me.