Well, technically I suppose I borrowed it, since I have every intention of returning it.
My man-child has been out to sea since last October and returned to port last week. He is supposed to have leave this weekend so I am planning Christmas in June.
Jason asked me if I didn't think that perhaps a tree would be over the top (he actually used some fancy smarty pants French term but I don't know how to spell it). I gave him my you-ain't-seen-nothing-yet look and informed him that no, I don't think a tree is over the top and furthermore, I fully intend on dragging out the X-mas box and decorating the kitchen and back room at least.
Today I left work and went to the grocery store for turkey and mashed taters and pumpkin pie and cranberry sauce, sweet potatoes, and veggies. I even got a cheese ball because that's what I'd buy for my son every year. If they'd had egg-nog I'd have gotten it although he is the only human in the house who would drink it. Gag-a-rama.
I bought green plates and red cups. Red napkins.
Now if only I could find the Elvis sings Christmas CD....
Thor and Loki say: Our big brother is coming home?
Strange fact: Thor and Loki, especially Loki, love their human big brother. Even though he has never lived here in their lifetime. They run in terror from every other human who comes in the house, even my mom (although Thor is warming up to her). But Danny comes home and it only takes them a few minutes before they are loving on him and sitting by him. I don't understand it.