Merry Christmas, Y'all...

So I made a last minute decision not to return to Chicago for Christmas.  The weather reports were full of freezing rain in Missouri and snow in Illinois.  Death in a fiery car accident seemed like a less preferable action than life a thousand miles away from family.

It’s tough, I suppose, being in Dallas this first year.

But here I am.  It’s 2:30 on Christmas morning.  I’m expecting neither Santa nor Jesus and I’m okay with that.

In fact, I’ve created quite a lineup of Christmas spirits.




So merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.

It will be a new year in a week.  And with new years come new possibility.  But between now and then, well, I’ll be snuggled up in my bed, hoping for visions of sugar plums to invade my head.

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[bluefrog]

Merry Christmas, Geds! At least you get to sleep late.