Totally Not Feeling It

Took Liv to the Newman Y's Breakfast with Santa this morning. If it looks like we were in a bar it's because we were, sort of. It was held at Applebee's.

Liv was not pleased for a number of reasons:

1. having to wake up early;
2. having to endure the lounge act of an elderly woman that should never have been given a microphone (although it was quite comical when, in the Xmas Trivia part of her act, she picked on Xoc because "he looks like a mathematician"); and
3. having to endure the sight of Santa, whom Liv refused to meet.

I think the only things she liked were the pancakes and when I suggested we get the hell out of dodge in response to her not wanting to see Santa.