Anyone want to see my parents' Christmas display? Dad finally retired the Charlie Brown cutouts he made when I was in middle school, replacing them with this amazing thing. All while working at a high-stress job at the Pentagon, job-hunting for a new one, and making cookies for my mom's class. The man is not human.
"All the Who's down in Who-ville, the tall and the small..."
Here's a little more detail on the Grinch.
(It's not snowing, by the way. It was kind of that misty rain. Cool effect though.)
AND. He rigged a speaker so that from sundown 'til about nine anyone walking by gets to listen to the whole narrated story. I was taking these pictures as "You're A Mean One, Mister Grinch" was playing. XD
In other news, I got the fraud paperwork from Mooglebank and sent it back, so hopefully it's all taken care of. New credit card! Which I am duct-taping into my wallet. Never wanna go through this crap again.