Bah Humbug.

Clark: Our holidays were always such a mess.
Clark Sr.: Oh, yeah.
Clark: How'd you get through it?
Clark Sr.: I had a lot of help from Jack Daniels.

Jack and I may become good friends this year...if only to keep me warm. Our boiler is out...again. Christmas Eve is Wednesday. It is Monday. The wind chill is 11 degrees and it's only 6:00. My parents and my brother are coming to stay on Thursday. And I have to go because Darby just got dirty snow paw prints all over the couch. Bah Humbug.

At least my tree is pretty. Even if it has poo on it.