Merry Christmas all!

{{Daisy Jane}}

Awesome picture, mamabelle!

It's good to hear that good times are being had. We had the flurried presents with the whole family yesterday, and I had some cookies for breakfast with mom today before she left for work, and now I'm thinking I'm going to settle in for a LotR-fest and not move the rest of the day. Present for me!

Is anyone handy to check my website for me? My link to my Main Index isn't working on my machine.

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looks good to me- at least the main index

actually, it all looks good to me

Worked for me.

Thanks much. Then it's my machine that's screwy. Stoopid machine.

Merry Christmas everyone that Christmasses, happy day off to the rest, if you get that much.

Home, in Jamaica. Have eaten a ton, and am now sitting in the guest room chatting idly with my sister as we putter on our laptops and luxuriate in the new WiFi.

Now culling pictures.

ita, is it nice and warm for you?

I'm knackered knackered knackered knackered knackered. Christopher couldn't go to sleep last night, but he was deadly cute about it, so cute that he didn't just make me melt -- his cuteness reduced his dad to a useless puddle, as well. He finally dropped off around 12:30am. I think we got to bed around two o'clock. Dh (who signed one of his presents to me as "Dh" -- he's so cute) says we got to bed more like 1 or 1:30, but I disbelieve it, and know I saw the clock hit 2:18am.

We have a lovely day. I don't know where we're going to put all this stuff, though.

I hope everyone has had and/or is having a lovely day. Merry Christmas.

It is nice and plenty warm.

Sadly I had a huge migraine as we arrived in beautiful Strawberry Hills, and had to have a foofurrah made over me because I needed somewhere cool and quiet to lie down and my parents wouldn't let that be a car. I hate having migraines around them. It makes them spinny.

Grr! The WiFi works just fine, but the internet connection itself is spotty and it's not letting me upload to flickr. I should just nap.

Sadly I had a huge migraine as we arrived in beautiful Strawberry Hills, and had to have a foofurrah made over me because I needed somewhere cool and quiet to lie down and my parents wouldn't let that be a car. I hate having migraines around them. It makes them spinny.

I didn't want to ask about the M-word, because I didn't want to trigger.

Napping sounds like a plan. I suggested bedtime ought to be at 6 o'clock, tonight, but the wee people just rolled their eyes at me.

Ooops, I have to go clean the top of my new stove. My own. My precious.

Had a fine Xmas. Nephew developed a cold of course, which I kinda expected. At least it's just a cold and not the Martian stomach flu he had last year. But I really cannot stay home sick this week, so I washed my hands every hour or so, and changed clothes immediately when I got home. And now I'm having orange juice. Um, with some vodka in it, because I don't have to go anywhere tomorrow, damn it. Please let the germ fairies pass me by.

Also, Why I Am A Bad Person: the other night I had a dream that my brother pulled me aside and told me he was thinking of getting a divorce. And in the dream I was trying very hard to say, "That's awful, are you sure you can't work it out?" and offer him impartial advice, but in my heart I was thinking "YES!" My poor SIL. She's my kryptonite.