God Bless Us, Everyone.
Had a great, quiet Christmas with my mother and stepfather, out in the wilds between Dodgeville and Spring Green. I think my favorite part was the now traditional beef and chicken fondue on Christmas Day. Got some great gifts from some great people, listened to Nat King Cole, ate fresh holiday M&Ms, wore my dad’s old bathrobe. These are good things.
Now I just have to wait for that Powerball drawing. (I bought five tickets; according to my mother, buying one ticket for a $300 million jackpot is sound financial planning, but five is crazy.) I have a good feeling about this. You all better start being really nice to me. 🙂
UPDATE: No, I didn’t win. But you can still be nice to me if you want.
[Hunkering down to Adam’s immaculate white sneakers]
Smooch. Smooch-smooch.
I’ll let you win at Halo every time.
So, you apparently are a 55 year old West Virginia man? Who woulda thunk it?
By the way, how are the cookies?