So the three of us younger people descended on my parent's house for Christmas. This is how we spent the afternoon of Christmas Eve...
Snuggling with/stepping over/avoiding cats...
laughing at Angus who decided to faceplant himself in Kate's lap, of all places...
watching Bob Ross... (he had a bird on his hand at the beginning of the episode, and we were REALLY excited that he was going to paint something other than inanimate objects, but no, we were subjected to the same old happy little trees and streams that decide to live in the middle of the canvas...)
zoning out...
When it got dark we set out the candles...
awww, pretty.
And then we watched It's a Wonderful Life ("I'm all right... I'm allllllllll right!") and went to bed, with visions of sugar plums dancing in our heads...
27 December 2008
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