Bless her low center of gravity!
Oscar the Grouch as Scrooge contends with a CGI floating robot with googly eyes as the Ghost of Christmas Future.
Every parent knows exactly what he’s talking about.
That was a tear jerker. Every year I have this existential crisis because I “haven’t done enough.” Christmas morning is a terrifying experience for me, because I have never done enough. No matter how much i try, it isn’t enough. Not that anyone is disappointed (other than me) and this story just finally explained why. Nothing i can buy, make or give will ever express how much I love my family. And trying to contain it in material stuff will always fail. And now I’m crying again. Damn it…
Here in Michigan I just fired up the snowblower, dusted off the generator and fired it up. I also did something I’ve been meaning to do for years. Wire the furnace with a disconnect so I can plug it in directly to the generator. In the past I would have to back feed the house, if you know what you’re doing it’s safe but if not it’s pretty dangerous.
So if the storm is a no show I will take partial credit for being prepared for the worse.
We also decided to deliver presents today instead of tomorrow or Saturday just in case the roads suck.
Not looking forward to it but we are as prepared as we can be.
I don’t know how I escape this. I have a little anxiety about the gifts for my daughter, but it isn’t crushing if she doesn’t care for something. Though when she really likes something, it’s euphoric. It is odd, because I am an anxious person. Maybe training from my husband? He really isn’t into stuff so gift giving for him is hard and I’ve come to accept that. Or a childhood of too much stuff given with very little thought to what the stuff is. My mother would buy us way too much stuff but rarely what we wanted.
Or maybe it’s just because my child is young still. It sounds painful
If you don’t know what you’re doing its very dangerous. If you do know what you’re doing its just dangerous.
I know but I do have two shut offs, one at the box and one at the pole before it enters my house.
It’s that crazy cord that scares me so I only did it for heat in the past, now I don’t need it at all. Next project is a whole house transfer switch with an inlet outside.
I’m all for white Christmases but this year it’s looking to be a little overkill.
Christmas potato. As an expression of appreciation
Smith and Jack McDuff were scorching the Hammonds way back when!