Feeds:The fourth day of Christmas
So despite the machinations of Weatthorr, our favorite resident prince of the air, I am with family, eating fudge and vegetables with various dips. But not in South Dakota, and not in the time frame I'd hoped. Missed my grandma's birthday party. Didn't get to see any friends. Woe is me. But I did hitch down to the other side of the family's party in southern Illinois, to which my nuclear family had also trucked. They brought a present for me, wrapped in the robot paper I bought to wrap things last year. Awww.
Now that all is good in my world, I wish to share some holiday joy. Ladies and gentlemen, some holiday music.
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