I spent Christmas Day at son’s house with a bunch of screaming kids, two happy Pomeranians and his wife’s weird family and Chinese food. It was a mad house and they didn’t want to open adult gifts, so I told them if they wanted theirs to come to my house on the 29th for a standing rib roast and opening of adult presents. There will be eight of us, if they come, but if not, more meat for me. No big Mew Year plans for me, just stay home and weather permitting, watch the fireworks off the top of Pike’s Peak, detonated by the AdAmAn group of mountain climbers.
