It's the night before Christmas. Funny...I could've sworn there was another way to say that. Oh well. I played anorexic Santa today, passing out gifts to all of the good little boys and girls. Well, to the married ones. And the single ones. And the ones that were available. And that were technically adults. Scratch the "little" and I think we can make more sense of this sentence. Anyway, there was a lot of that going on. Then I stopped back home for a quick bit and we headed out to our Grandparents house for the patented dinner+presents+A Christmas Story night. It happens every year and this year was no different. I love it. A great dinner, looking at some cherished memories in picture form (well, my Grandpa and I did), and laughing at Family Guy spots on TBS. That one is a new tradition. I doubt it will stick. Now I'm typing in the blog before I head to bed. Tomorrow I expect more of the same as I still have presents left to give. Did I mention I love this time of year?
Rain of fire (yes, I meant rain),
B
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