Friday started out pretty good. We had a raffle at work to raise money to give to our local foster care, and I won one of the prizes! It was a pet care basket-- look at all the stuff I got:
I put this under the tree for our furbabies:
Big Boy Ash particularly liked the pet bed-- it's just big enough for a large cat (although I think it's supposed to be for a small dog):
After work on Friday night, Bug had a birthday party to go to. It was at our local clubhouse, with special guests Ana and Elsa:
Quite the fancy shindig:
On Saturday, I wasn't feeling all that great, but this is the Christmas season, and I don't have time to sit around. We donated toys:
And dog food:
And then I started wrapping presents:
And finished decorating the house:
It was a pretty productive day.
On Sunday, I woke up to the grim reaper looking into my eyes. OK, maybe it was BK asking for breakfast, but that's how I felt. I stumbled downstairs to make breakfast and then plopped down on the couch. And there I stayed for the next 12 hours. I did nothing. I didn't clean, I didn't shop, I didn't even put on a bra all day. Thank goodness that The Agent was able to hold down the fort during my cootie infested state. I didn't take a single picture.
I have a wicked busy week at work this week, including a business trip to the metropolis of Lancaster (never heard of it? It's ok, you're not missing anything). I also have an interview for a promotion, and two Christmas parties this week. So busy! So hopefully I can shake this bug or virus or cold or whatever so I can properly function!
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