Friday, November 16, 2012

And don't call him Sir

This is the plastic owl that I received as a gift from a white elephant party. It previously belonged to Art Furler and now dwells upon our bookcase.His name is Major Whoosalot and he did not spend 20 years in the army to be called Sir. Penelope loves him. He has costumes for major holidays and is anxiously awaiting his Santa hat. Sometimes, I try to convince myself that I am not tacky...then I look at my life. The first step is admitting, right?

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