Mama Vor came yesterday. In a whirlwind of coffee, coffee cake, and Christmas decorations, my house became Christmasized.
So now, because no chore can be left undone, I am putting lights on the tree, and Telly is following me around the tree. I can just hear him--Oh! Shiny! Object! Whoa! Shiny!
My sister calls me the light wench, because no one can put lights on a tree like I can. When I'm done, the tree looks like it is on fire, and I love it. The more lights, the better. I am the official light putter-oner for the family.
How was your Sunday?
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