Merry Happy Joyful Cheerful (Read: Drunk)

Posted on | 4 years, 1 month ago, in the late evening | No Comments

“when the weather outside is frightful
pwning n00bs is so delightful
and baby I’m in the zone
let it pwn let it pwn let it pwn!”

~Alex, who is silly.

It’s been a pleasantly lazy day for the most part; I got my act together long enough to go nab Kat for nibbles and tea, then returned home in order to whisk the boys out to the grocery store at two minutes until closing. Why did I need the boys? Soda and beer and meat are heavy. I am lazy. You do the math.

Anyway, together we charmed* our way into the QFC right under the wire to pick up the last-second essentials, and then dashed home through the frigid miserable cold-awful-and-not-even-snowing weather, and now we’re lounging around playing video games and halfway watching TV. It’s a mellow holiday.

Tomorrow, it’ll be me and the boys, plus Kat and her husband — which tickles me pink. We’ve got way too much food for three people, anyway. So tomorrow afternoon, let there be meats! And mashed potatoes! And apple pie! And cheap wine or nice beer, whichever may be their preference!

But for now, here’s your holiday installment of Spain the Cat — all but daring me to try and stick a Santa hat on her. Alas, I have no Santa hat. I also have no Christmas bows to mount upon her head. Clearly I am derelict in my holiday cat-humiliating duties.

Spain the Cat: Supa-Model

Whatever you celebrate this time of year, whoever you are, wherever you are, I hope you have a good one.



* Read: begged.

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