Griswold Christmas

Lately I've been lacking motivation, as if you hadn't noticed by my blogging hiatus. That is, if I still have blog readers at this point...right now it's entirely possible that I'm only blogging to myself. If so, not only am I unmotivated, but I'm now touched in the head. Oh well.

I did recently discover why I can't seem to get into the Christmas spirit. Someone in Conway is totally hogging it all. The proof is in the yard, which we tracked from several blocks away.

Holy friggin' electric bill...

Bethany: "Is your house on fire Clark?"

Clark: "No Aunt Bethany, those are the Christmas lights."