And tomorrow . . .

is our first annual ugly Christmas sweater party. I can only hope that hilarity such as that in the picture above ensues. Hey, we finally get to serve eggnog in these tacky glasses. We are doing a Yankee Swap. And we have our pickle ornament. And we also have, perhaps best of all, one of these. Apparently, I survive the holidays by making them as hideous as I possibly can. What more could a girl ask for?