I survived. I don’t know how, but I survived. Remind me never to take a whole week off for Christmas again.

It wasn’t too bad. The kids got what they wanted, my wife received an unexpected diamond and sapphire ring from me, and I was given a DVD player and a portable TV. Things went well.

But….

There is always a but….

My son and I manage to both get sick. I don’t know if we both caught the cold at the same time or if I caught it from him, but we both ended up sick and miserable. And to top it all off, our youngest cat who still thinks toes are chew toys manage to claw one of my toes on the bottom where the toe meets the foot. It is a deep gash too, but no blood (I have thick soles). And somehow I manage to pull a muscle in my right leg, which in turn now has my knee imitating Kellogg’s Rice Krispies.

I’ll get back later today and do some catch-up posting.

I hope y’all had a nice Christmas.

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