Christmas with my Mom has always been an interesting experience. Today was no exception. We decorate late and celebrate in a short amount of time, but in those few days- BABY. You better be prepared to PARTY.
So there we were, decorating the house with cheesy vintage ornaments, menorah sitting proudly amongst the paraphernalia and fever of a Christian holiday originally stemmed from Paganism. We were blasting Hedwig and the Angry Inch and dancing on the couches and chairs, perhaps in a desperate attempt to get closer to the skies- a babel tower devoted to the delirium and mayhem that is the Corporate Christmas.
...In case that description wasn't enough for you, here are some pics. =)
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| Yes, that is a tinsel tree. ...NO SHAME. |
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| Utter cheese. |
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| Christmas menorah! =D |
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| Chandelier of awesome. |
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| Christmas town! |
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| W00000!!!!11 |
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| What. A. LAMP. |
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| One of Alena's gothic Haloween costumes. It now sits, raven-like, upon the wall. Watching us. Looking for weaknesses. |
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| This is what happens when you play Hedwig in our house. |
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| A recent addition to our wall. Whaddya think? =D |
...Why do we do all this? Because frankly, my dear, WE DON'T GIVE A FLYING FRAKK.
....... Alternatively, because it's fun.
