Aimee's presents were hidden under a tarp in the Harry Potter room since July. By November 24 I had already wrapped that booty!
The day after Thanksgiving we bought the smallest tree on the farm and had it decorated with Aimee's gifts deployed. My gifts are tucked away in the ceremonial IKEA EXPEDIT bookshelf. God jul! Fortunately we haven't had to bother with watering the tree as it is dead.
The spiritual sign of Christmas appeared on December 20th with the arrival of Solstie, the Albino Squirrel of the Winter Solstice.
Solstie again performed his annual miracle by continuing to survive despite a shocking white coloration that practically begs predators to devour him. Thanks, Solstie!
Aimee made a king-sized quilt with a woodland theme for her brother Timothy.
Aimee has made me three quilts. This is because she loves me more than anyone. Nyanaahaah.
My chocolate pie is done. Eat that!