it’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas

The tree, she is up. I love tree-trimming parties. I open the door, people come in bearing wine and various other tasy beverages (in Scott’s case, the always-interesting Blue Champagne, which looks not unlike carbonated Ti-D-Bowl). I take the booze, hand them some ornaments and hors d’oeuvres, and presto chango! Tree’s all decorated. Many thanks to my Mom as well, who directed the decorating so as to ensure even distribution. Very German, yes she is.

And then on Sunday there was bowling. I am a terrible bowler – no really, an awful, *awful* bowler (totally unlike Phineas (thanks, Jima!). For more details on weekend fun, see Phin’s coverage.

And another thing – last week there appeared in my mailbox an extra-tasty treat… a CD from Andreas, who’d noticed I seemed to be having a bit of a rough go of it. I urge you to check it out. And, just because you’ve been so nice, here’s a song for you [serenade, 4.5 Mb].

Any CD that starts with these lyrics has got to be OK with me:

My my my don’t you look cute

in those 2 tone shoes and that 3 piece suit

your hands are sweaty

your hair’s all spiky

and you’re just as crazy as me

Thanks, babe.

And now, back to work!