On the Twelfth day of Christmas Dinner my true love took me out to a restaurant.
Because the Christmas turkey was absolutely all gone.
We went to a museum that was almost all clothing.
With a couple of reconstructions of hundred year old bedrooms.
And lace which Matt thinks looks like an intestine. (Come on you can totally see it. The Lumen is down and its a cross section. Not perfect but the first thing I really did see.)
