Lights, Cold, and Ghetto

We went to the lights show at Miller. The lights were cool. But by the time they drew out the presentation which no one could hear for 45 minutes (and does anyone care what the Mayor and County Executive have to say anyhow?), no one cared about anything other than getting inside and warming up. Once the food tents did open, there was so much shoving, pushing, and ghetto crap that it just ended up being not much fun. At least there was a scoop next to one of the buildings for C-man to get all excited about. Beerman stayed home today from work to finish up the bathroom that's been in shambles and unusable for almost 2 years. Today he pulled apart the snowblower and put it back together, called landscapers, and had tree guys come for estimates. I'm never going to have a bathroom. Tomorrow's Friday. Woo-hoo! Jeans day at work. And only 1 more day until our James Bond themed progressive dinner party and a babysitter. I'm giddy with excitement.