Sunday morning I found Santa dead in the front room next to the Rock Band drums. After a closer inspection, it appears that he is only in need of back surgery. He's now awaiting surgery in the laundry room with Dallas' cow who also has some minor flesh wounds.
And this is what I got for Christmas from the Hambergs. I just love it!
The wall, minus the one I moved that Jon just rehung yesterday.
In other news, Jon is driving my car today. His van wouldn't start this morning. Not sure why, other than that it's old! So I drove my grandpa's truck to take Braden to school. Not the start to my morning that I had hoped for. But what can you do?
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