And honestly, can you blame me for procrastinating?
|Welcome to the vortex.|
I refer to this as the shit room. It's where I throw random crap on the floor and shut the door so I don't have to deal with it anymore. It's quite possible there's an ex-boyfriend in there somewhere.
Too bad my 3-year-old nephew lives in Sacramento. He asked Santa for a real vacuum this Christmas.
|So very Asian.|
Hey, kid. You can come to Seattle any time you want. Your aunt has a lot of, um, activities planned for you.
Anyway, some other highlights from Christmas, which I spent in Sacramento with my family:
|The gift that keeps giving.|
|Christmas Eve sausage party!|
|The theme was Meat, Lots of It.|
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After all that, I had to get a workout in. And swimming in the California sunshine in a completely uncrowded pool is just so awful.
Happy holidays from my pig sty to yours.