Now that I've helped my neighbors/friends/adopted family with their decorations, gifts piled under the trees, good conversations with the obligatory mulled wine/'Nog-an'-Rum,,, I return home. Don my cold weather gear ('s 34 out now, and going down, FAST!), trusty 2A tool, a thermos of hot coffee and a few snacks to keep me from turning into an ice cube, and head out to the blind at the edge of the property.

Rudolph, yer goin' down bud!

('s a long story, an' a sad, neigh, tragic one, for that beloved Unicorn I never got from Santa as a child!)



I kid, I kid!

I'm actually gonna mug Santa!

Ho, Ho, HO, Muddah Fuddah!

(The 'Grinch' got nuttin' over me!)