Santa came with large boxes covered in geese à la The Twelve Days of Christmas.
Pippa opened it to discover a goose feather pillow-topper mattress for her bed.
Funny candies were inside of stockings.
No one has yet to eat it, and I’m not quite sure when anyone will decide to man up and eat the hard brown lumps.
And I got over twenty new books, and looked like this the entire day.
We had dinner, and I proved that I have neither a career in plating food or taking pictures of it. I swear it was MUCH better than it looks. Beef tenderloin is very hard not to like.
And then I turned on The Who and did the dishes while singing along. After all, nothing says Christmas like rock and roll and soap suds.
And as always, you can also find me on tumblr at http://emleng93.tumblr.com/, if, you know, you’re into that kind of thing.