Apparently, I'm the boss of Emily. According to our landlord, anyway.

I say she will wear work clothes. And that's that.

I offered slob as an extreme example.

We are considering skipping a tree this year. Between the financial strain and the new dog, the funds could find a better use. Somehow, I'm ok with this and I'm Christmas's bitch.

We are considering skipping a tree this year. Between the financial strain and the new dog, the funds could find a better use. Somehow, I'm ok with this and I'm Christmas's bitch.

One year friends of my Mom made one on the wall out of green paper. They decorated it with markers and stickers and stuff.

One year friends of my Mom made one on the wall out of green paper. They decorated it with markers and stickers and stuff.

I did that in college, except I drew a tree on white paper with a green marker. Then I taped christmas lights to it.

I finally gave up on a live tree a couple of years ago and bought a prelit tree. At the moment, however, for complicated reasons having to do with my mother's getting a new table, I have my great-grandparents' dining room table in my living room, so there's no room for a Christmas tree or, for that matter, any way to get into the living room. I have acquired new tacky lights for the yard, though.

It is currently 9°F here.

The bank sign on the next block keeps coming around with a temperature of -50° F.

I hope that's not a prediction, because the NWS says 3° F for tonight.

My newly fixed computer has finally allowed me to catch up shamelessly skip and skim so that Bitches doesn't chide me with it's "500 new" anymore.

What's up?

I'm a bid sad because Gershwin Girl has spent all week contagious with conjunctivitis, and nothing is quite as painful as hanging out with her and being unable to touch hands/faces/et cetera. Especially as we're that couple you hate who is always touching, like, all the time. Today is her day of no-longer-contagious but we can't even celebrate it because she's got to do tons of work. Bah.

Oh well. At least I have video games. They've always seen me through trying, smoochies-less times in the past.

Dad and I decorated the fireplace one year. Mom and I decorated the fireplace one year (different houses). Mom used her ficus (spell?) tree for a xmas tree at least one year. I think it was the prettiest tree we had.

Then there was the year Mom and I put up the tree, but not many ornaments and since it was just me adn her and we didn't get finished shopping until the 24rd or so we didn't wrap presents (why bother since only 8 hrs or so later we were going to rip off the paper?) We just had them in bags and then took turns pulling them out and giving them to each other.

For $15 or so at Wal-Mart you can get a living, potted, 2 ft pine tree and place it on the table in the dining room.