We Still Have 22 Days, No One Panic

Yesterday we took pictures for our Christmas cards and, I can honestly say; this year's card might be my favorite yet. For one thing, we are all in it and, that alone, is a scheduling miracle. For another thing, the card captures a look on The Teenager's face that is so classically teenager, I cackle with parental glee just looking at it. Suffice it to say, the card is unique and I can't wait to inflict them on my unsuspecting friends and family.

Speaking of mail; Hugh sent off my out-of-town packages today, allowing me to cross two whole items off my holiday chores checklist. We are on fire!

Really, we are. Never mind the fact that I have yet to start my baking; it will happen. It will. You know, eventually.

And, speaking of holiday chores, this is what Hugh arrived home to earlier this afternoon...

I bet you are thinking to yourself, "Oh, my goodness, how cute!"

Uh, huh.

Let's look at this picture from another perspective...

I'm going to kill them, dead. Dead, I say!