It’s not truly the holiday season at our house until the Angry Angel is on the tree.  Bless her heart.  Once upon a time, she was a cotton boll.  Then things went terribly wrong.

Maybe she was absent on Glad Tidings day, I don’t know.  Maybe she’s just got one of those unfortunate frowny smiles.  Maybe she doesn’t appreciate the commercialism of the season nowadays.  Maybe she is guarding the tree from curious kittens and toddlers.  Maybe she’s unhappy about her thinning hair (shhhh).

Whatever it is, her scowl always makes us laugh.  We luvs her.