November 27, 2005
After canvassing the entire tree farm we finally stalked and killed our very own tree, as seen here with Ryan (holding the saw) and Justin (in the background).
We stopped at my brother-in-law's place for hot chocolate all around. Then we hauled it back to the homestead where I proceeded to wrestle with said tree until I could get it to stand up on its own while still looking somewhat straight from at least one side. The needles of a Blue Spruce are not to be taken lightly and my hands and arms are covered in red dots from where I was stuck by those little sap-laden buggers.
To make the day complete, I got a call from my sister-in-law in Atlanta who informed me that, if I wasn't watching the Giants game, I should turn on the TV as it had just gone into overtime. She warned me that being as the game was in the hands (and feet) of our kicker Jay Feely, the Giants didn't have a prayer because, well, he SUCKS. She should know because Feely used to be on the Falcons. Sure enough, he blew it and the Giants choked it in almost exactly the same fashion as the Cowboys had only three days before.
Now next week's game is basically for the division. With Dallas and New York both tied at 7-4 (and Dallas having won the first meeting), if the Giants lose next week they can pretty much hand the division title to the Cowboys right then and there.
Now I need to go pick dead fallen needles out of my living room carpet. Grrrrrr.
November 24, 2005
Best wishes to you and yours. The author is busy eating, drinking and watching football. There will probably be no other posting to...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
I woke up this morning to the sound of $30 bucks going out the window. You know what that sounds like? Like a pick-up truck with a plow attached to the front weaving in and out of my driveway.
The last time it snowed on Thanksgiving was the winter of 1995-96. And that winter was a BITCH. They're saying that this year will be just as bad.
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