Well, past midnight 'round these parts so wishing all who celebrate a lovely, lovely Christmas and overall, the joys of the season and of the upcoming new year.

I feel kind of lost, not having been around much recently, but I hope that after the new year and the new move there'll be more time for popping in on a regular basis.

Dana talks nice about the weather now...

Merry Christmas, east coasters.

I can't hear you over how awesome Kara is, but Merry Christmas anyhow.

Liv is watching The Grinch and told me that when she's mad, her heart is too small.

Mine too, Liv. You can come visit any time. I'll make cookies.

Barb, I was just going to post -- quarter past midnight means Merry Christmas to those who celebrate!

Our poor postal person just delivered a fruit basket. Not nearly as fun as a predator head.

OTOH, a predator head isn't nearly as tasty as a fruit basket.

I HOPE.

We're back from 11 hours and 2 family visits, where we ate and ate and ate and I drank too much wine as usual, and got gifted beyond what we deserve. My dad was astonishingly generous as usual, giving us a jaw-dropping sum of money, as well as really thoughtful gifts (one was sort of a combination of a telescope/binoculars, because he remembered us saying that we run outside to look for space junk when it passes overhead) and the DVDs of Up (which we haven't seen yet) and the Star Trek reboot (which we have seen but still requested). Dad immediately borrowed the Trek DVD.

The Boy and I won't open our gifts until tomorrow morning, and then later in the day we go to his family. The dogs got new chew toys and the cats got Pounce treats (their favorite), and we got a gift card to PetSmart to get the dogs new beds (which they deperately need). If this cold would go away, then I would call it a most excellent Christmas.

I think I'm going to retreat to bed with the newly gifted Teen Titans TPBs (from early in the reboot of Tim-Kon-Bart).

OTOH, a predator head isn't nearly as tasty as a fruit basket.

Not if Alton Brown makes it.

Of course, now we have to get Pete to agree to making a jello mold out of the head, and then we have to get hold of Alton to see if he's willing....

Merry Christmas, to them that celebrate it.

Merry Christmas from the Texas time zone. What looked as if no gifts would happen turned into 3 packages today. Not sure when to open them.

Back from my dad's place. He apparently thought we were driving up. Our pressies include a car fridge that we need to get home somehow. This could be challenging.

Time to see just how strong that kid of yours is, I guess.

I truly love wrapping the blanket of Buffista holiday stories around me as I fall asleep.

Too bad I still have a drive from Sacramento to back home. I am at the Sheraton, because it was too late to cancel my res, so I came in to steal the nice soaps and coffees and internet (I needed to log in to a vendor site to do some work, and that vendor site, for some reason, won't load for me on my home wireless) but will be back on the road in a few minutes. Anyway, someone, I can't remember who (maybe Amy G?) said a few days ago that logging into B.org was like putting a cozy blanket on and that was such a perfect description.

So Merry Christmas or Solstice or Snow Day to all of you threads in my favorite blankie.

It is indeed lovely to hear all your Christmas stories.

We always open one present on Christmas Eve.

Did ours last week, for Hanukkah. The Girl buys me things through the year, so hers were small. I got her a set of pots and pans that she's been asking for, and some other little things. We've bought my mother a digital photo frame and loaded on lots of photos of my niece, my sister & B-i-L, and The Girl & me. She'll adore it.

We are currently listening to various versions of 'Fairytale of New York' to hear what the nice girls say instead of Kirsty McColl's "cheap lousy faggot". Church next (we didn't manage to stay awake for Midnight Mass). I love our little family's odd little life. Merry Christmas, Buffistas. It's been great getting to know you all this year.