Oh, I give up. I hate the song but here I am, Moom alone sitting in the blue chair (blue *chair*, *not* blue toilet, mind you). And I am having my own little Christmas. Or I was. The GG is hopping around now and Lizard Breath has just made an appearance, a repeat performance of the Christmas she and Mouse slept with their alarm clocks, which were set for something like 3:00 AM. I suppose for someone who lives on the left coast, it is not that far from 3:00 AM now.

Anyway, for a while, I *was* sitting here alone in the dark and quiet but now everybody is up and so now I get to watch people open their presents and wonder like I always do if I’ve done it equally or not. And I haven’t. Because people need different things and, in any case, there’s no point in buying a bunch of crap for somebody who lives in California. Better to go shopping, then buy online and ship. For years, I haven’t felt “ready” for Christmas but this year is probably worse. But there were far more important things to do this December than futz around shopping. And then landing flat on my back for 24 hours at the end of it all kind of took the wind out of my sails.

Anyway, Merry Christmas to you! And rolling pepper pots too!

KW

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