Durka-Durka-Muhammed-Jihad!!
Since school is out and I (apparently) did not have a massive MI over final exams, it's time to tackle those pain-in-the-ass chores that have been waiting for the right time.
One of those tasks/chores is re-arranging the living room to accomedate the soon-to-be-bought Christmas tree. My wife grew up with live trees every year and cannot stand the thought of an artificial tree, so that's another task that will be tackeled on Tuesday: buying a tree.
The living room needs to be re-arranged cause the tree always takes up a lot of room and not to mention the present explosion that results from all the presents that end up under the tree.
Hopefully it'll get done with few problems and then it's time to sit down with the kid and teach her about electronics and how to make a Flux Capacitor.
I totally relate. My wife abhorred the idear of a Christmas without a real tree. Until we got a
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I totally relate. My wife abhorred the idear of a Christmas without a real tree. Until we got a cat. It turns out that if the tree is real, some form of small animal or bird once resided in the tree, so the lingering scent of the animal or small bird is enough to coax the cat into the tree, thus breaking ornaments and severing the lights. The same phenomenon doesn't exist with an artificial tree. Just a suggestion...
|| Posted by Steve, December 13, 2004 03:51 PM ||