Hello people. I am going to use this weeks wisdom as kind of a Christmas wrap up/you won't believe what I got kind of thing.
First, I really enjoyed seeing many of your holiday decorations. I haven't really shared because Mom was lame, and took forever to figure out what she was going to do about a tree. Longish boring story, but suffice it to say, when she finally relented, and got a fake tree for 70% off at Jo-Ann Fabrics, it was two days before Christmas. A little late to start posting pictures, when she hadn't even finished shopping, cooking etc.
So, here is my contribution to the decking of the pug halls 2010~
Safety boy, er, Dad, doesn't allow stockings over the fireplace. Have any of you ever heard of a fire started by innocent stockings waiting to be filled? Me either.
Ultimately the only stockings that Santa fills are the ones we have at Grammy and Grampy's, so no biggie.
A closer look at the reindeer over the fireplace. There is no way we are mounting stuffed dead things on the wall. I don't think Santa would approve, plus it's gross and mean. No offence Sara, or wait, I don't care if I offend her. So this is our environmentally friendly, no deers were harmed in the making of this item, green reindeer, made from recycled cardboard with a red nose added for the holiday.
Artsy fartsy view of mantel.
Me, doing my flying reindeer impression.
I was thinking of asking Noodles if she could hook me up with a job next year.
Some of my favorite ornaments.
And, here it is... all four feet of the fake pre- lit tree from JoAnn Fabrics, on clearance, on a table, thanks to having Sluggo, a BOY dog, in the house, destroying my dream, of a fun trip to the tree farm to choose my very own tree, and fill the house with the smells of the season. Thanks, jerk.
Here he is looking for Santa
OK, no more mind numbing decorations. Let's get down to it. My wisdom. It's more like just sharing the best gift ever, than real wisdom. But it does stem from being the queen.
As far as gifts go, we made out.
There were toys, and treats, bones and trinkets. Here I am with a big Christmas moose at Grammy's.
But nothing compares to this...
are you ready?
hold on to your sock monkey beds people...
I have my very own domain!!!
I know, I know
What the heck is a domain?
That's what I said when I first found out.
So I looked on line and found this on the thefreedictionary.com/
1. A territory over which rule or control is exercised.
Ha! There you have it, in black and white...
I am master of my domain!!!
(That's a Seinfeld reference for those of you old enough to appreciate the greatness of that show)
Anyway, the deal is, that Dad went to GoDaddy.com and purchased wilmasworld.com for me.
I am not really sure exactly what happens other than you being directed to this blog from there, but, I still think it's pretty freakin' cool!