Sippycups Snippets

Ah, the joys of Christmas. Dr. Daddy was none too thrilled when I announced this year that we would be purchasing real trees for the living room and sun room. I've had it with my fake ones. They're starting to look a little tired and I just miss that tree smell.
Whilst setting up the trees on Sunday we discovered that the living room tree was a bit crooked. The trunk is a little crooked to start with but the tree itself just wasn't quite right. Then, in his infinite wisdom, Dr. Daddy decides to put the stand on top of a plastic rubbermaid tub lid to prevent water from spilling onto and ruining the hardwood floor. Overheard:

me: Um, I'm not sure that's such a good idea. The tree is already kind of crooked and that top isn't big enough. I don't think it will be very stable.

Dr. D: Who here has an engineering degree from MIT? It will be fine.

me: hmmmph. We'll see about that.

So I spent all yesterday morning decorating my fantastical tree. Even managed to turn it ever so slightly so it wouldn't look crooked.

This morning, Dr. Daddy goes downstairs, let's the dog out and I hear a huge crash.
No. It. Cannot. Be. I ran down the stairs to find my beautiful tree on the floor. Along with several of my beloved Waterford glass ornaments AND my Lladro bell ornament. In hundreds of little pieces.

Awesome.

Upon re-entering the house with the dog I had this to say to the Dr...

"Perhaps a little less time spent delivering mice covered pizza to the Wellesley girls and a little more time in weights and measures class would have served you well...Mr. ENGINEER."

What a way to start the morning.