December 2nd, 2002

S&G 1

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Cory sang himself to sleep last night. It was the funniest thing. He was singing a song about me, I think, and then all of a sudden he started mumbling instead of singing, and then he stopped, and less than 5 seconds later he was out, breathing all heavy and slow. I would've laughed if I wasn't half-asleep myself.

Tonight I must vacuum the needles off the carpet from when we dragged the tree in. And I must put up my other Christmas decorations. Trout doesn't seem to care about the tree too much, so I'll probably decorate it with Cory tonight. And I need to find a good tree topper. They're hard to find. Maybe Pier 1 has some.
I was looking on ebay for some, and found a vintage 4' aluminum tree. I made Cory bid on it, and one of those motorized rotating lights that you shine on your tree. Heh. Must cross fingers for six days until the auction's over. (Actually, I'm outbid by a dollar right now, but I'm waiting until it gets closer to the end to bid any more. Argh.)