The presents have all been opened.
The children are cranky, waiting for dinner.
The adults are cranky, cursing early-rising children.
But it was a great day.
Slow-paced, obligation free, just the way I’ve always dreamed and never had the guts to demand, until this year.
The Girl has baked herself into an Easy Bake coma. The Boy has killed most of his cerebral cortex with relentless playing of video games.
And The Husband…
Well, he got this book:
FROM. HIS. MOM.
(Full disclosure: when I met him, he was in posession of a pair of “Home of the Whopper” underwear. Also from his mother. No, at this time I do not wish to explore the nature of their relationship.)
And what did I get?
Some internet real estate.
The Husband purchased my domain for me.
So, as soon as my lazy ass gets it going, this here blog is moving to http://www.prayingtodarwin.com. No pesky wordpress in the title anymore.
(If anyone knows anyone who does rockin’ wordpress layouts for cheap or sexual favors, lemme know.)
I have to go eat turkey, now. Merry Christmas, y’all.