Christmas Eve finds my wrapping room looking like this.
Attempted to take my festive yearly weiner-dog tidings of great joy shot, but the pose wasn’t exactly what I had in mind.
I swear that dog gets closer to the ground every year…even flat on my belly is not low enough for this portrait. Geez.
Made a nerdy Christmas shirt for the Grandson.
He pronounced it ‘comfy’. Success.
Waiting on some loved ones to arrive and make our Christmas celebration complete.
Random Christmas Rant: This Elf on the Shelf business is ridiculous, people. Let me get this straight…there’s an elf in your house the kids are not allowed to touch. He/she is spying on them and reporting straight to
police Santa on their naughty/nice behavior. Then the despised beloved snitch-elf flies back to the North Pole after Christmas leaving the tiny tots in tear-puddles of abandonment. This is helpful during the Christmas season? rrriiiight.
May I offer a healthier option? Behold.
I’m calling her Weiner in the Window. The little doxy-reindeer never snitches. She greets your return with unbridled excitement. She doesn’t give a royal rip if you’re naughty or nice as long as there are abundant dog treats and a warm booty to curl up in bed with every night. You’re allowed to touch her all you want and she hangs around AFTER Christmas. She serves as a nice plate-licker, as well.
Weiner in the Window. It has a nice ring…..
Enjoy this day. Hope you will be blessed by the presence of the Christ-child’s arrival. Hope you always find something welcoming in your window.
Festive love to all.