If only it didn't hurt to type. And write. And etc.

I am finally all finished with my Christmas shopping! I bought the last few gifts Friday evening, after I got off work, and I wrapped everything yesterday. All I have left to do is mail Mom's gift to her in North Carolina. I had really wanted to give it to her while she was here in town, but I just wasn't able to.

It was so foggy on Friday night. I was working a close, and when I went outside to put away a shopping cart, it was so windy and foggy that it looked like the entire strip mall had gotten lost inside a cloud. The fog was rolling thick and fast across the parking lot, glowing orange in the lights. I could've stood and stared at it for long time, but I had to do recovery in the store.

Sara and I are both working on Christmas Eve, which especially sucks because my family has always celebrated on Christmas Eve, not Christmas Day. But I'm hoping that I'll be able to spend at least a little time at Grandma's, and I guess Sara and Sable and I will just have to come up with a new tradition for Christmas Day, since we're both off then.

We stayed up late last night watching Matilda and Adventures in Baby-sitting. Good times.

And now, as promised, some pictures of our Christmas tree. Which happens to be the most kick-ass tree ever!

( That's right, bitches! )

I just finished typing this entry when in walks the Grinch who hates Christmas. She says mean things about your friend even though you've asked her to stop, and then she pushes you so hard she almost knocks you over.