We exchanged gifts, the husband and I. The Man seemed very pleased with his. I got smart this year, instead of shopping at the mall for him, I hit up the local farm supply store. I got some awesome shirts for him and hats. He's loving it. I rock!

At midnight on Christmas Eve our tree looked like it had a bad case of
diarrhea after eating a roll of wrapping paper. 
But man oh man, Christmas at my mom's turned into 6 bags of presents...geez. Are we spoiled much? I'm loving it.

Our blizzard came and went.....another is on the way. Didn't get snowed in......crap.

Murphy got a new bone/tennisball thingy, instead he loved the paper and boxes. He even stole a pair of scissors. All in all, Christmas Eve rocked.