Monday Fail!

Happy Monday!  I forget where I've seen this quote, so forgive me for not attributing it to anyone - but Mondays are a crummy way to spend 1/7th of your life.  Really.  But I suppose we need Mondays to fully appreciate the awesomeness that is Friday or Saturday or Sunday.

So without further ado - I give you the MONDAY FAIL post.

We have the photo fail of trying to get one of the cats and the dog to sit still for a picture:

Bissell misbehaves

Miles looks a little nervous

Bissell clocks Miles on the head

And everyone disperses.  Good try!

Then we have my Christmas decorating ambition fail.  All weekend, as well as Monday, I had grand plans to decorate the house for the season.  This was as far as I managed to get:

The glass Christmas tree I've had since childhood

Maybe I'll get around to decorating sometime this week.  We also have the leg lamp gracing our front window.  Mr. Sweetie has grand plans of trying to keep it there year round (maybe cement it to the end table?), but my office is sad, empty, and currently lit with terrible overhead lights now that the leg lamp has departed for the season.  I'm already counting down the days to when it makes its welcomed return.

Hoover approves of the lamp only around the holidays

This next bit I wouldn't call a fail - but I am sure the cats would.  They hate their holiday hats and the only way we can get them to wear the hats is if we feed them - then they are too distracted to care.

Bissell is also stealing Hoover's food and they both made a giant mess.

And the other Monday fail - tripping and falling off the sidewalk on my run commute to the Metro.  Apparently I can handle a relatively technical trail race, but give me a sidewalk and WATCH OUT!  Arriving at the office covered in dirt with a bloody knee (though I somehow managed to avoid getting dirt or blood on my IMLP finisher shirt - no idea how) takes Monday awesomeness to a whole new level.