Indiholigestion....

I just made a word! Indiholigestion - the feeling resulting from being caught in the week between Christmas and New Year, when the decorations are up and the yummy treats are still forming the base of your meals, and opened presents are stashed under the tree for procrastination/"safe keeping". Yeah.

So that's where we are. Didgeridoo Boy was sick all day on Christmas, but I wound up having a fantastic one nonetheless. That's not as bad as it sounds. He was asleep, moaning, and prone to cussing when I asked if he was alright, so I went to my parents' house and had a fabulous holiday without him. We celebrated on Boxing Day - - went to visit his parents and took in the rest of an annual "A Christmas Story" marathon on television. All in all, a damned fine holiday. I was pleased. I have a Hello Kitty toaster.

And isn't this boring?

And guess who's computer isn't cooperating with regards to uploading pictures?

No matter. There will be a new computer soon (back to Mac - hang this PC nonsense), as well as a revamped blog with a slightly different approach. Same stuff, just better looking and more organized. Didge has been after me to pimp it, so I'm going to; but to do that it needs a freak ton of work, and I've been putting off this overhaul for a while. (Do the dog and cat need and advice column? Hmm....)

And this entry just got even more boring, didn't it? Damn, I'm batting that proverbial thousand and then some.

So with that, I'll stop. Have a fantabulous New Year, and we'll see you from better surroundings on the other side.