Usually leads to a 'Get Up off Yer Ass Monday' around here.  And it looks like we're right on track.

Auntie Peg and Unca Jer (never sure how to spell 'Unca'.  Should it be 'Unca' or 'Unka'?  Hmmm, a ponder-y for another day) next door had their annual Decorate their Christmas Tree party last night.  Of course, Conan and Sydney were there again as guests of their dogs, Toby and Molly.  Were they a hit or what!  Two years in a row and I've never seen two dogs get as much lovin' as these two collect in one night.  This year, there were even kids there, so they were in doggy heaven.  Especially Sydney.  He loves stinky boys.  (These boys weren't really stinky.  But if you tell Sydney they are then he likes them even more!)  They had so much fun that I had to carry everyone home.  When it was time to leave, Sydney fell asleep under the dining-room table.

So, of course today was a lazy day.  And as a result, nothing much happened.  Though I am finally done with the gusset decreases on my father's evil Chanukah socks. 

I have to be honest.  They're not evil socks, they're actually one of the 'Gentlemen's Stockings' patterns from Knitting Vintage Socks.  But I am ready for them to be done.  They're making my hands hurt.

So, off to bed and ready for another fun-filled week.  How does one type sarcasm exactly?