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.

Woot, new stove!

Merry Christmas, all!

We had a great one, although we sadly missed our famlies. But I would like to report that despite the cautionary tales of Buffistas, some lady on the radio, and Emeril, my goose was a success! Good heavens did that thing have a lot of fat. I'm in goose grease for as long as I care to be. But it was cooked perfectly and tasted wonderful and all the side dishes complemented it well and ended up time-on-targeted. So now I reserve the right to gloat on having accomplished the impossible.

We opened presents, even the Biscuit, and felt loved. My mother-in-law, for all her other foibles, continues her tradition of buying the absolute most perfect item of clothing for us, for me a black sweater. Ooh, and my LaCrosse weather station is totally cool; thanks to the Buffistas for the recommendation.

The SO was wonderful and after carving the goose, cleaned up the whole kitchen and sent me and the puppy to cuddle in bed and watch Mythbusters after dinner. V.v. relaxing; and I have the day off tomorrow! Technically I have two weeks off, but tomorrow I won't try to get anything actually done. Yay for vacations.

It's a wrought iron bat (mammalian.) Really neat. It's now hanging in the entry to the front livingroom now.

Very cool. And, somewhere, Jilli must be pleased, too.

And now I'm having orange juice. Um, with some vodka in it

Which reminds me that I still have some nog that I can spike with some rum before I go to bed early. Yum.

Had a lovely Christmas with family, good food, fun presents. Am so tired right now. But the nog is calling me...

connie, your index worked for me, too. Now I'm going to explore the site a bit more!