Well, there was a massive ice storm Thursday and Friday. There were only 250 at the viewing and a mere 650 at the funeral. Honestly, I was relieved. If as many people came as we expected... well, I'm just glad they didn't.

And now it's Christmas. I don't even want to think about it. If I didn't have a son that was requesting a remote controle pickup truck, I would totally skip it. Just another day. Better yet, a day that we celebrated by sleeping all day. No meal. No family gathering. No stupid carols, flowers or screaming kids. But we can have alcohol. Lots and lots of alcohol.