Cause...like...we've had enough.
It mostly missed Christmas day, but started Christmas night...and except for a few brief pauses, it hasn't really stopped since.
It's been great for bird-viewing, though.
It keeps da boyz pretty entertained, too.
Santa brought Ziggy a new wireless scanner/copier/printer for Christmas.
After six hours or so and three calls to India, we discovered that "wireless" is a relative term. It's only wireless if you have a wireless router...which we don't. (Well, hell...who knew? Our wireless mouse works, so....?)
He finally managed to get it to work...with a wire...but now, my photo uploading thingy is all fucked up with no unfuckedup-ness in sight. (sigh)
It was a real quiet Christmas here at the River Rat Retreat. Strangely enough, almost too quiet. I don't miss all the hassle of Christmasses-past (Valium, anyone?), but there's gotta be a happy medium somewhere. We weren't able to celebrate with the kids...too much scheduling conflict. Talk about your "nuclear" family...nuclear is right...all blown to hell.
We are planning a get-together next weekend...providing this fucking snow will just STOP.
That's kind of...anti-climactic, I guess. See...for me...Christmas is over when it's over. I'm done with it. I even yanked the tree down yesterday.
I dunno...I'm thinkin somewhere tropical for Christmas next year.