This Christmas, my first solo Christmas in this century, I slept in. I got up and had a cup of coffee and opened my remaining present. Nothing says Christmas like the gift of being able to pepper spray a perv. Thanks, Dr. Kyle!<\/p>\n
I then spent the early part of the day doing domestic chores and watching old movies. Laundry. New sheets on the bed. Did a short spin workout. Listened to some music. Then Paddy and Lily picked me up for Christmas with their family. <\/p>\n
So now I know how it works for them. Pretty much the same way it works in my family–lots of sports on TV, various adult beverages, too many snacks, a tasty dinner and then presents. <\/p>\n
I love watching people open presents almost as much as I love watching people I don’t know interacting with each other and I had a good time. It was awfully nice of them all to let me hang out with them!<\/p>\n
So, thanks again Paddy. I seem to thank you a lot. That’s because you are nice to me a lot. Thanks to your whole family. They are a nice bunch. <\/p>\n
Now I can start obsessing over any resolutions I may or may not wish to make in the New Year. I know you must all be anxious to here!<\/p>\n
Merry Christmas, everybody…even the absent friends.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"