It’s been a very Fabray and Puckerman Christmas these past few hours as Puck and his mom and sister are over. Dinner is done and we’ve been indulging in some old holiday classic films as well as the ‘nog, which I’m fairly certain Puck has spiked.

This was bound to happen sooner or later, right? It is December in Lima, Ohio after all. But did it really need to snow on the day I decide to wear a dress?

Thanks, Mother Nature. I see we still haven’t reached a truce yet, but if you continue to let this white stuff rain down for the next few days and help my boys carry out their plans, I might forgive you.

And he claims he’s a badass…

We lost in our opening round match 3-1 this evening.

And thus ends my high school soccer career.

With our first (and possibly last) sectional match tomorrow, we’re carboloading at Coach’s tonight for a team dinner.

After my forced week-long hiatus, I’m back on the pitch for practice this afternoon and will spend some time breaking in these new beauties.

Maybe Russ and Judes will actually want to put it on the refrigerator!

As long as I don’t tell them I wrote this all the night before and put the bibliography together in study hall…

Oh no, Little Bird! Starbucks has already trademarked your baked goods name!

Operation: LFB = Success.

Thanks to Agents Redwood and Guppy for assistance with the large tree and Tiny Dancer for quickly taking care of the rest of the house. And of course to Agents Little Bird and Badass for their respective baked goods and awesome lookout skills and updates.

Because of these crazy kids, we were in and out in less than 10 minutes.

Now, to await the fallout tomorrow. Don’t forget your alibis…