So I was very lucky this year. It looks as if Santa's sleigh blew up in my living room. It took me four trips to get all this loot up here. My family is insane. Overboard on the gifts, as usual- not that I'm complaining! My sister asked me why I sounded so grumpy when I left her a voicemail today, and I was like, "Eh.. I was getting ready to leave Keith's, and I've got the dogs, and a boatload of presents from Keith and Ellie, not to mention all the presents from you guys in Keith's truck that I need to load into my car, plus it's raining out." Geez- if everyone could have such problems! I feel like a jerk. I really am lucky as hell.
Presently listening to Steeley and thinking about how I have to get ready for the Scotch & Sirloin family extravaganza this evening. My dad is so excited. But I don't think Tom is coming. He texted me last night and said he'd call me tomorrow (which is now today), and I've not yet heard from him, so doesn't look good for the eldest of the siblings showing up. But you never know with him. Sometime's he'll surprise you. And as if on cue, he just called, and IS coming. It's a Pritchard Christmas miracle!
The only missing thing is Ria. Betting and hoping she had an awesome Christmas, and we'll see each other soon. I guess I should get me groove on. I'm not the biggest Steeley Dan fan to begin with. Best wishes, loves!
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