Spend this week however you’d like.

Go all in on the holidays. Do nothing at all. Bake cookies. Bake leftover pizza. Read quietly in bed. Binge Schitt’s Creek. Sit in the dark drinking room temperature coffee. Start to suspect your neighbor of treason based on the number of times he checked the mail which correlates directly to the number of times you’ve been stung by a bee. Make brownies. Sing carols. Shout carols. Whisper carols.

Whatever you do is good and great. You don’t owe this holiday anything.

You don’t need to go shopping. You don’t need to wear the special pajamas if you don’t want. You don’t need to count the number of shingles on your neighbor’s roof and in doing so decipher coordinates to “The Mongoose.”

You do you.

I do I.

And I do Lego. Today we find…

The Truck Bed.

Okay. There it is. It’s long.

Hmm. It’s gray. Did I mention it’s long?

Robot Snowman shouted, “All aboard!”

Pineapple Woman made a happy wheezing noise and ran into the wall. She’s fine.

Robot Snowman has planned a haunted holiday hayride.

The ride started  with a spooky Snow Monster!

And then riders saw a scary Christmas Devil!

And then Beast Man himself popped out! Yikes!

And the grand finale was a businessman who believes capitalism should dictate social policy.

Don’t be frightened. He’s as scared of you as you are of him.

Day 21 Rating: 1.9 out of 5 (Points deducted because there might be more things to hook up to the truck and I’d rather have a robot.)

See you tomorrow!

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