It's the insomnia talking

It is currently 4am.
I've had 2 cups of cocoa and 3 cutie mandarin oranges.  Must keep patients breathing for two and a half more hours.  Thought I'd spit out some random updates.

-We have a real Chirstmas tree named Holly.  She's really pretty and curvy, but maybe just a little tipsy turvey. 
-Michael attempted "Teaching Natalie how to snowboard: take 2."  It is still TBD whether or not there will be a take 3.
- Had a grand realization that I must be part Hobbit.  The curly hair, round face, short stature, stubby toes; these are my people
-Got my sweet father-in-law to hang my curtains.  Everyone should have a retired military man hang their curtains.  Sturdy as a rock and straight as an arrow they are.  They might even be bullet-proof, but I didn't ask.
-I finally stopped the vicious Kohl's cash cycle.  You know what I'm talking about: you get the Kohl's cash, then have to spend it, then get more Kohl's cash, then have to go spend that too.....
-Michael never has to take another general education credit class again. Boo yah!
-I'm officially and RRT (registered respiratory therapist) and can now put letters behind my name and let my brain turn to mush.

 curtains+tree+yellow+piano+goofy chair chaise thingy adds up to one heck of a room if I do say so myself.



 

The tree hunt began at the conclusion of a very long no-shave November.  Glad my Paul Bunyan approved of our tree though.

 And we attended an ugly sweater party.  The magazines were part of a game that we had just dominated. 



I should probably go save a life, or at least go restock the the equipment room.
Later Alligator!