A Partidge in a Christmas Tree

Went home for the weekend. I decorated my little Christmas tree with bird ornaments, apples, icicles, and a partridge on top. I suppose it would have made more sense if I had used pears but I didn't have any of those. I finally got to sleep in. I helped my mother vacuum the living room. Then I watched some of the Army Navy football game with my dad (maybe this only works with real goats? Ha!). After that I helped my dad haul in the tree from the garage, we put it together but haven't decorated it yet. We also built something to go with the thing my dad got for my mom's Christmas gift. I can't say what it is yet because she might read this and it would spoil the surprise. I also wrapped the gifts I got for my friends and my cousin. My dad and I went to the grocery store and when we got back we had tuna helper for supper with an apetizer of smoked salmon. It wasn't bad, it wasn't great. At least it was healthy, specially with that fake butter we used. I didn't do any laundry but I have enough clean things to last until semester break. I'll have a whole month off to wash things. And sleep in. Yay! I  also wrote another poem about Christmas Snow. Check it out at White Fox: Silver Crow and on my page at Fifteen Minutes of Fiction.