Where's my Calgon?

Last weekend was the best of times and the worst of times...

It started Wednesday with Molly barfing her brains out before and after bedtime. Then Saturday night BB barfed her brains out. Ian didn't go to his new job Sunday because he was too busy barfing. BUT, I think we're done now and hopefully J and I have been spared.

We did get some Christmas shopping done Saturday (I'm pretty sure Santa is getting me a cordless keyboard for work - yay!) and we bought our Christmas tree. Sunday J went to a friend's house to watch the Saints (WHO DAT!!! 12-0 Baby!!) while I stayed home with the girls and decorated the tree. I must say it looks very nice. The only thing is that our tree skirt, which is a piece of shiny material that I just bunch up under the tree, is very entertaining to the cats and we can't keep them away from it. I keep finding it all over the house!

Oh, and remember that Christmas when I decided a mountain lion had peed on our Christmas tree? J thinks it smells like that again this year and maybe it's that mysterious juice they sell to put in your tree water. I'll check when I get home today and see if it smells weird.