Instead of doing anything useful or worthwhile while Chooch is in school this morning, I scoured the Internet for a non-scuzzy photo of Jonny Craig (no seriously, scoured) to use for the tree topper for this year’s Christmas card.
This card is going to be so shitty, I can hardly stand it. It’s going to be like a Highlights Magazine hidden picture extraganza: Oh Honestly, Erin-edition. No one has requested one yet so that means I’m going to force it on every single person whose address I’ve hoarded. Christmas card rape for everyone!
Henry is extremely displeased about this.