Just because Ol and I are total suckers for tradition, we set up our Christmas tree today, only to find that we’re suffering from our Dark Christmas Syndrome once again. This time the string of lights hasn’t just died, but it’s completely missing.
Figures, eh?

However, the Christmas tree is going to look really cool in our kitchen. We bought two baby christmas trees for the livingroom that could sit on the tables, because we figured that if we’d set the big Christmas tree in the living room, Charlie would undoubtedly want to climb into it. He’s worse than a cat in that regard. So this will work as well, I suppose.

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