The Hater and I have been faking the Christmas spirit in the 70 degree weather the past couple of days. Last night we started at his work party... and bowed out after a couple of hours for party number two... and left there for get-together number three.
We slept late this morning and finished up shopping things in time to make my work party tonight. Little Brother has come over and we're all watching football. (and ultimate fighting during the commercial breaks)
Little Brother is antagonizing me. The Hater is playing bartender. We're trying to soak up the football as long as we can.
Tomorrow we're having our party and present-opening celebration... so we can play with our stuff before we go home for parties 2-6, or 6-8 depending if you count work parties are parties... and a partridge in a pear tree.