This was a good week. Except that, this was supposed to be the week that I started getting up at 6:00 AM to go running. Instead, the following conversation happened every single morning when Daniel came into my bedroom to wake me up:
Daniel: Hey, it's time t--
Eli: NOOOOOOO!!!!!! GET OUT!!!!!!!!! GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!!!! I HATE YOU!!!!
Well. There's always next week.
|Opening a Christmas gift from Anna on Christmas Eve.|
|Daniel, opening another gift from Anna next to the Christmas "tree."|
|I carved this for a church Christmas party. I can feel Cathie's pride all the way from SLC.|
|Child hitting a Santa pinata at church Christmas party.|
|A Q of C Christmas ornament, sent by Anna Swayne.|
|My parents sent me a nightlight leg-lamp like the one from A Christmas Story. Sadly we have only horizontal outlets in the apartment.|
Crap to distract you from whatever you're supposed to be doing:
Santa dragon terrorizes Salt Lake City. Thanks, Matt.
Moments that restored our faith in humanity this year.
Weirdest world records. Thanks, Brian.
Oh my word. A whole site dedicated to trashing Glee. I think I found my Internet soul-mates.
~It Just Gets Stranger