It was a lovely sunny drive that turned into an amazingly moonlit one.
Mom is mad that I wanted to go to the store tomorrow. I'm supposed to be helping to put up the tree. Oh, this will be good. Every year it's the same thing (well not in the last few because I never could make it back in time but for most of my life...) I hang the ornaments. She rehangs them because I do it wrong. I string lits. SHe restrings them because I did it wrong. By the end, I'm strangling her with the tinsel.
Mom is mad that I wanted to go to the store tomorrow. I'm supposed to be helping to put up the tree. Oh, this will be good. Every year it's the same thing (well not in the last few because I never could make it back in time but for most of my life...) I hang the ornaments. She rehangs them because I do it wrong. I string lits. SHe restrings them because I did it wrong. By the end, I'm strangling her with the tinsel.
