Wherefore art thou, Christmas Tree?

We wanted to buy the tree on Saturday, then Sunday, but it didn't happen until today. It almost didn't happen. First we went to Polilio's, but they had one tree left. Then we tried Ward's Berry Farm, and they had two, neither a likely candidate. Drove to a nursery in Norfolk. No trees. Panic time.

Significant Other remembered a nursery on Route 1, which we never found, but we did find the Tropical Plant Place which not only had an abundance of trees, but gave us absolutely free two big wreaths. Wow! It was cold, cold, cold and I had on my work-out Tee shirt and a light coat. Brrrr! We bonded with our tree right away.

Stopped at the vets so the fat cats would have some chow over Christmas, and the price had gone up 33%. When I professed shock, they countered with the fact that I had been billed wrong for months. Those overfed furry critters are going on a diet. They lie around like huge, giant sloths. $30.00 a bag indeed! Bah and Humbug!

I now have two batches of cookie dough in the fridge. Maybe I will actually do some baking. Life is good, isn't it? Ask the cats.

Meow.

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