O' Christmas Tree.

for those of you who don't know and pretend like you don't care, i HEART Christmas. Halloween? eh, could do without. Thanksgiving? stuffing is great and all, but you can only eat so much before you feel like you could possibly die. but Christmas? Christmas is the shit. not only is it our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ's birthday (i'm totally going to hell for saying that, and saying it in a facetious tone in my head probably didn't help the cause...), but it means

WAIT. while it is still fresh in my mind, i feel that i have to say that sitting with Nikki and Drew is probably one of my top 10 all time favorite things to do. we don't even have to be doing anything specific, just listening to the conversation alone is good enough for me. they are simply recockulous - and i love them. today just went something like this:

N: why don't you just come out of the closet and admit that you're gay?
D: i'm not gay, you're gay.
N: no, you're gay. remember? you told me that one time.
D: well... you're gayer.

anyway, what i was trying to say before i became sidetracked was that Christmas means Christmas trees. the Sunday after Thanksgiving Nikki and i set out to find the perfect tree. and don't worry, kids. we found it - at Target, the greatest store on earth. but they were a bit understaffed in the Garden Center at Target this past Sunday because we couldn't find anyone to help us actually move the tree. so what did we do? we picked it up and put it in our shopping cart. yes, we put a 7 foot tree in our shopping cart. it was amazing, but not even the best part of the whole excursion. the best part was that the kid who worked at Target (who i'm pretty sure i went to high school with, but i could be wrong) wasn't allowed to tie the tree to our car for liability reasons. so he basically gave us a piece of string and bid us good luck and farewell. let's just say going 20mph from MB to MDR because we were scared shitless that a giant tree would cause a giant accident was not fun. but alas, the tree made it home safe and sound and i love it. you will love it too once you see it. just wait. i dare you not to love it.

yeah, this post definitely lost it's steam. i had better things to say, i don't know what happened. so i guess i'll just end on this note: Drew offered to write me a personal check for my last mini can of Diet Coke. i guess he really is gay.