Woo friggin' hoo! Yes, that's the Scrooge part of me, which I was told I have. No kidding?!? I am a Scrooge every year. And every year, on Christmas Eve, I make sure there are presents under the tree, and one or two that are "hiding" until everyone goes to bed. Then, on Christmas morning, I wake up WAY too early, feed the dog and let her out, then have to TRY to wait patiently while the laziest people I know sleep until forever before deciding to wake up and let me have fun with the toys that were bought (for me AND for my son).
Hey, I actually put up the tree last night. Yes, decorated it too. Don't ask me why. It's sitting in my living room near where I sit and frankly, it's in the damned way! Eh, it's only for a few weeks. It makes the family happy. Now, I have to get a tree skirt (for the bottom) and hopefully find my railroad train.
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Welcome to the (at times not so much) wonderful world of ME, a big steaming pile of (take your pick of words, insert here). There are times I may (try to be) funny, there are times I'm sincere. Sometimes I end up being both without even trying. But you're here, so I hope I can keep you entertained enough to come back for more.
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