I Hate Jingle Bells

I am telling you, I do not play piano well but I will be more than happy to travel to Sesame Street and teach Elmo how to play a different goddamn song on the piano RIGHT NOW.

Work has been kicking my ass, along with assorted chores that being a responsible parent, homeowner, friend, and petowner/foster parent require. I haven't been able to do anything but collapse into bed each evening pretty much for the last few weeks. So I am behind on emails, blogreading, forum reading, you name it. The good news is that I have some cute pics of Peanut (since that's all anyone comes here for, after all), the bad news is that I have to scan them and that would necessitate staying coherent past seven pm. I have had a lot of lovely people comment on my blog lately, and I would like to respond to you, so please be patient if I haven't, or if you've emailed me and I haven't responded. I suck, I know.

Nikki, if you see this, your present is going to be late because it has to be delivered to my house instead of yours, for some damn reason.

I'm PMS'ing, with my period due on Christmas Eve, so yes, I'm a bit cranky.