Holly Jolly.

Well, the last scraps of the turkey-and- are put away, the tree lights are off for the first time since 6am. Two very excited little peeps are in bed dreaming of who knows what...the "one-child-one-major-toy" policy Mojo and I tried to impress on the relatives was shot to hell before 7:15. The Peeper has every single battery in the house shoved into one whirring, spinning toy or another. Missy spend the day chanting "Want brown kitty!" which is the carved wooden cat treasure box her auntie gave her that contained the totally inappropriate pierced fricking earrings (what, do we LOOK that white-trashy..?) and racing from one arts-and-crafts gift to another crafting her vision of "bunny!" (black crayon scribble), "mommy!" (black marker scribble) and "kitty!" (for a change, black pen scribble).

I'm whipped, Mojo and the grands are alredy asleep. We're ALL ready for the snow to melt so we can move freely about Portland. I live in hope.

And I also hope that you had a happy, warm and loving day with your friends and family all around you. Special love and hugs to little Torrie and Odie and their new mom and dad on their first Christmas together - may their be many more.

I'm for bed. May tomorrow find you well and looking forward to the new year.