Merry Christmas Baby

Its Christmas Eve and I'm home with my (newish-)family, sitting in front of the computer still wearing my coat (we've been in for an hour now) listening to my mother and my future step-father talk on the phone to her future mother-in-law. As usual I haven't yet adjusted to the Seattle time (three hours behind) and I'm exhausted which isn't meant to be a complaint but a fact of my current state of being. I'm extremely happy to hear my mother in the other room.

Christmas is good. Merry.

(I'm not sure of the likelihood of this post staying up past the holidays.)