Done!

And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled 'till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store. What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more. ~Dr. Seuss

DH was a cranky-man yesterday morning when he got up. DD was bouncing off the walls, wanting to get a tree and he did NOT want to get one, he just wanted to sit and relax. So DD, Dd and I went for a nice long walk to let him sit and drink his coffee and read the paper. When we got back, he was on the phone to his cousin who was up north hunting, and who said there was a TON of snow on the ground. So, our conversation went something like this:

"If we go get the tree, can I go snowmobiling?"

"Um. Okay." -- Yes, dear, if you do your chore you have have your candy...

And off we went. Got the tree in record time and came home. He left, DD and I spent the day cleaning the room over the garage (our school/craft/office space). Some fun. Woo.

When DH got home after dark he said, "I suppose we should at least put the tree in the stand."

I thought, Uh. Yeah. but said, "Are we not going to decorate it tonight?"

"I don't feel like it."

Much moaning ensues from DD.

"Maybe you could do the lights and we'll do the rest."

So he reluctantly agreed and pulled out the lights -- half of which didn't work when he plugged them in. Dear heavens. He spent a good 20 minutes trying to fix them before giving up. So, we have a strand and a half of lights on the tree -- the broken half is in a pile behind it.

Regardless of the drama behind it all, the tree is up and decorated. DH calls it an Ethiopian tree because we got a tall, skinny one this year. He likes the uber-fat trees, but I do NOT and because he was in a hurry, he let DD and I choose the tree without his input. Now, however, I'm sure I'll have to endure cracks about our scrawny tree all season. LOL...

The finished result:




The cat and the dog did their part to help:




That's DH's leg in the pic with the dog -- he's photo phobic, so I can't overtly take pictures of him. Still, at least he sat and watched the tree go up, even if he didn't participate.

Let the Christmas season begin. I'm ready... mostly.

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You Are North

Like a Viking, you are assertive, decisive, and dominant. You seek power and destroy those in your way. People admire that you are so confident and independent. You seem to have the world figured out. Sometimes you come across as pushy and aggressive... not that you mind! You like being seen as tough. You make a fairly good leader, especially in times that require grit and ruthlessness. You are a warrior.

Are You North, South, East, or West?

Next stop: World Domination!!!!!!!!!! Muhahahahahaha....

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