Tree still standing.
No further incidents since Sunday's crash.
All ornaments and lights back in place. Mini-light count stands at 400 bulbs at present. Not enough. I'm adding another string of 100 today. That still might not do the trick. May need to go to 600.
Blonde hinting I'm obsessed and out of my mind. Waving electric bill around for some reason.
No presents under tree as yet. Situation must be rectified with some online shopping tonight. Having trouble coming up with ideas for presents for the Blonde. She has pre-emptively rejected power tools, Mets tickets, sporting equipment, and anything I might have seen on the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show Tuesday night.
How did she know I watched it? She was already in bed asleep. Suspect somone's spying. Have to keep guard up.
Hard to tell if she's done any shopping for me yet. She's cagey. Don't know if she caught any hints I dropped about power tools, sporting equipment, or Mets tickets for myself.
Water level low in tree.
Next update Sunday morning.
I don't really want power tools for Christmas. I could use a new bow saw though. But what I'd really like Santa to bring me is a copy of Thomas Pynchon's new novel, Against the Day, so I can join Neddie Jingo's book group, The Chumps of Choice, which will be convening every Monday here to discuss Against the Day, 25 pages or so at a time until it's done, which, considering how long it is, will be around the time Hillary Clinton's first term as President is winding down.
Kevin Wolf's decided to join the group, but with some trepidation. He's never read anything by Pynchon and his recent rediscovery of a beat up old copy of V. has him wondering if it's too late for him to start.
Quick update: A very generous reader turns out to be one of Santa's elves! A copy of Against the Day is on the way to me now. Wow! Thank you very much, generous reader elf.
By the way, the Siren's started it off in the comments. What do you want from Santa this year? Remember, elves are paying attention here.