I go outside and see this... Just another muddy and rainy day.
Went to pick up my girlfriend and saw her family's completed Christmas tree. Even though her parents are Buddhist immigrants from Laos, her whole family celebrates Christmas. Even the older ones that speak little English.
I found her cat Furball underneath the tree. He ran out of it to come greet me. One of the few cats that loves people.
We didn't do much besides go to the local library.
Daisy snuck off after checking her books out to buy some candy and soda... We just hung out around the house after that, and went to the mall late at night.
I have to admit, her tree looks really good at night. Furball is still sleeping under it... What's with cats and trees?
Mr. Furball was tired, so I was able to take a picture of him before he started getting up.