Turkey'd Out, Bring on the Pizza
Don't get me wrong, Thanksgiving dinner was great, I'm just tired of smelling it everytime I open the fridge.
Zack brought the Christmas bins down from the attic yesterday and right now I'm resisting the urge to wake him up so he can put up the first tree. He was in Iraq for the last two Christmases so I'm sure that he just can't wait to break open the boxes and start untangling lights right?
