Saturday I woke up and stumbled into the den. Jake walked in the front door with an arm full of groceries. I started my coffee and Jake asked me to look outside. He said it looked darker, as if something was blocking the window. I peeked through the blinds and saw a big ole Christmas tree. After hopping around like a kid who just got a pony we decided to wait on bringing it in. The two cats were already way too inquisitive and we didn't have a spot ready to place it. Now I'm just waiting for Jake to say the word so we can decorate that sucker and pray the balls don't go flying within minutes of finishing the job. While visions of cat puke dance through my head it's still not enough to make me not want that tree all pretty and lit in our apartment. Bah Humbug indeed. This is going to be fun!

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