Happy HanChriKwanzaa, ya'll
Scribing at 3:05 a.m. on 2004-12-26
So hey, ya'll ..
Merry Christmas and junk!
I was really lucky this year. Musta built up some good Christmas karma or something; it was a really nice, lazy day.
The Diva and I got to sleep in, (sorry, sorry, folks who read this who have children .. didn't mean to rub it in) and we got to lounge around in fuzzy pants (I mean seriously .. is there ANYTHING better than flannel pants when it's like, minus 10 degrees outside and you have to go .. exactly ... NOWHERE?)
We hung around laying out on the couch with the dog unit watching movies. Watched Barbershop and Vanilla Sky (sorry no links on those but hey; it's 3am whatchoo think this is, Jack, Christmas or something?) and randomly giving in to the siren song of the box o' chocolates that Capt.Jim & The Cabinboy christmas'd us with. (Have I mentioned that I love you guys? Oh my GOD where did you FIND this stuff? It's like, the best chocolate EVER). Sorry. I digress.
Anyway, yeah. So we hung out in fuzzy pants, watching movies, goofing with the dog, smooching, and we probably made some kind of food along the way too, somewhere in there. The Diva is speechless with excitement that this would be the last Christmas with snow. That's gonna be weird, but hey .. I'm adjusting.
Looking back on years past, if you had told me that at some point in the near future I would be totally pleased about a Christmas with no tree, no loot, and no house stuffed fulla people and a big stinky dinner, I'da suggested you lay off the crack for a while. But this year, just getting to snug up with the Diva and smooch her whenever I wanted (with us both awake!) seemed to be a damn fine Krimmus to me.
So I hope whatever you folks ended up doing you had a good time too .. and those of you traveling had damn well better have made it home safe.
Catch yiz on the flip side ...
