Tonight we got our Christmas tree. We brought it home, put it in the tree stand, tossed in some water (so the trunk wouldn't close up) and then went off to a holiday party. Two hours later we came home and found the tree sprawled in the middle of the living room floor. The only thing missing was a chalk outline. The cats were curled up where we left them (fakers!) and gave us that "whaaaaat?" look when we walked in. I don't know for sure if the tree fell over on its own, or if it had a bit of help, but O Tannenbaum had better be standing tomorrow morning or eight furry legs are in big trouble.
A huge plug for The Office. There aren't many shows that I stampede to watch on a weekly basis, but this (along with Heroes) is one of them. Last night the boss, Michael, was dumped by his realtor-girlfriend. As he was leaving with the boys from the office to soothe his broken heart at the nearby Benihana's ("The Asian Hooters"), Michael tearfully summed up his current state of affairs:
"Bros before Hos! Why? Because your bros are always there for you. They've got your back after your ho rips your heart out for no good reason....And you were nothing but great to your ho...and you told her she was the only ho for you...and she was better than all the hos in the world...and then...then suddenly she's not your ho...no mo!"
Truer words were never spoken.