Merry Christmas world.  I must say, I made out like a bandit this year.  The new man is way too nice, but as a result I will soon have a warm and toasty car to crawl into in the morning and after work as the weather gets nasty.  There are lots of cds and DVDs to throw in, a new scent, some books I was eyeing, and a beautiful photo of my beloved niecey poo.  Mother nature was even nice, mid-40s and the sun shining.  I'll take it.

Christmas bonus?  Loving the things I see that were clearly from a time of "us" being imposed on the new norm.  Yep, you're living my life... but now I get to laugh about this fact.