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May Your Days Be Merry & Bright...

It's Beginning to Smell a Lot Like Christmas

Our 7 foot tall noble fir. Smells so good...

He Knows When You Are Sleeping

He knows when you're awake... (creepy much?!)


Christmas tree is all decorated, and my favorite ornament of 2011 is our one-balled santa. Tah-dah! I rescued him from the Pasadena Rose Bowl Flea...



Beans' favorite ornament is our booby santa. Also rescued from the Rose Bowl Flea. Needless to say, le hubby and I are collectors of homely ornaments.

It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas

What's the difference between snowmen and snow women?

Snowballs.

Doodling while on maternity leave!

Happy Holidays!!!

Lotsa' love from le cougar fam. (That includes Beans.)

It's Beginning to Look a lot Like Christmas

Cassius catches Harriet munching on baked-goods left out for Santa. Shocked to see that Harriet had fallen off her Weight Watcher wagon, he blurts, "My wife is a light eater. As soon as it's light, she starts to eat." Harriet pretends not to hear. (quoting comedian Henny Youngman)

Oh, Christmas Tree

Le hub and I hit up Lowes this past weekend in hopes of hunting down the perfect little tree. We returned home with a pottled lil' guy. (NOT the ginormous one pictured above. Though he can be seen at The Americana in Glendale.) Ooh. Back to our tree. Le hub named him "Archer." (I'd post a photo of Archer, but he's looking pretty naked at the moment. Give me a few days...)

I try to buy one new ornament representative of le hub, me and Beans each year, and well... BEHOLD!!! This year's selections, in all their sparkly, deceivingly-non-edible, glory: a pickle for me, a cookie for le hub, and a hot dog for Beans...

It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year

CANNOT WAIT.

Pictured: Giant Christmas tree going up at The Grove. Taken with my handy-dandy iPhone.