The Karate Kid wanted to watch a movie, so they didn't decorate the tree, but of course, I had to investigate! Mom doesn't want me to climb the tree this year, especially after I kinda wrecked it last year. I'm not making any promises.
Mom's -got- to take it easier today. She did everything yesterday. She cleaned up the computer room, the living room, moved stuff around to make space for the Christymas tree, did all the laundry, went food hunting, changed the sheets on her bed (and I helped), she washed all the dishes, and she even folded all the laundry. She emptied the litter boxes, dragged the rug sucking monster around, cleaned off the big table in the table room, roasted a chicken, fed the Karate Kid, and even did the dishes after.
All she has to do today is root for the guys named Pat who are playing a tough team called the Squealers. Or something like that.
UPDATE~ The guys named Pat beat the squealers (or whatever they are) by 21 points. That was a fun game to watch! I love Tom and Mike, and Matt and Tedy and Randy and Dante and Wes and all the other guys named Pat. They are Perfect!
P.S. Roxy may not be well. Her liver numbers are wacky and the v-e-t wants her to have an ultrasound on Monday. Her mom is worried about her, so say some purrayers for Roxy, and go on over and let her know you are thinking about her...