We're about 99% done with Christmas decorating. The remaining 1% is the star for atop the Christmas tree. In our college days, our tree donned the Death Star. I'm not sure what we'll do this year. The tree itself is lovely. We bought it from a little florist shop a few blocks away. The ornaments are a mixture of old and new, including about a dozen tiny dogs -- all gifts from my Aunt Cathy. She has sent me a Hallmark ornament every year I've been alive. Some are still at my parents', but that's OK -- they'll be hung on their tree.
I've been running around a lot the past few days. This past weekend, we stayed in Asbury Park for Grappler's Quest. My friend, Dan, took home the gold for his division (yay Dan!). Monday night, I stayed at my parents' while they were away in Atlantic City. This weekend, we're celebrating my Dad's birthday, and hopefully I'll get some training in at the Pine Barrens.
Other than the chaos of responsibilities, commitments, hobbies, and adventures, things have been pretty quiet around the house -- well, until today. Our water pressure started to go down this afternoon, and we discovered our front yard (more like patch of grass) was spewing water into the street. The landlady and her son have both been over to express their sincerest apologies, even though it's not their fault. A guy from the city came by and told us they would fix it tonight (unlikely) or tomorrow morning (slightly more likely). So, we'll see how that goes. Before long, we will be out of water. Our heat relies on water. It's going to be well below freezing tonight.
Let the bundling begin!
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