Apparently Bro's SO decided he could stand the Christmas store if he was high, so he came along. It was packed! There were a lot of pretty, bright, shiny things. I got a few ornaments for my tree and a couple for Mom's, including 1/2 of a very nice one (Bro paid for the other half) that looks like Isis. They had a whole case of really cool Egyptian-type ornaments. I know she will dig it, she seems to like Isis, who seems to be the generic non-Yahweh deity in her mind. When I was first getting into Wicca, and she wanted to ask me to pray for her for some reason or another, she always said 'can you pray to Isis for me or whoever it is you pray to?' I finally convinced her that she only needed to just ask 'could you pray for me?' and I would get the idea.
After that we had lunch at Grandy's (awful, sinful Grandy's) and I came home. Now I'm trying to get motivated to put the tree up, rather than just go sit somewhere and digest carbs. That tree is a pain in the ass, but it's such a cool tree when it's assembled and I want to hang all my keen ornaments on it.
Hub fixed my door handle to my car! Now I can open it without having to roll the window down! Yay! He is quite the Mr.Handy dude. He is making a cat tree for Mom out of fence posts, scrap wood, sisal rope and carpet scraps.
After that we had lunch at Grandy's (awful, sinful Grandy's) and I came home. Now I'm trying to get motivated to put the tree up, rather than just go sit somewhere and digest carbs. That tree is a pain in the ass, but it's such a cool tree when it's assembled and I want to hang all my keen ornaments on it.
Hub fixed my door handle to my car! Now I can open it without having to roll the window down! Yay! He is quite the Mr.Handy dude. He is making a cat tree for Mom out of fence posts, scrap wood, sisal rope and carpet scraps.