Merry

I've had such a nice Christmas.

Just this nice.

This morning Precocious Daughter and I exchanged gifts (I got a crockpot and I'm totally going to make potato soup, oh yeah). Then we went to my sister's and hung out with PDaughter's cousins...and my Almost-Ex, whom I invited. He spent most of the afternoon making passive-aggressive comments about our relationship, but I was having such a good time I didn't care. PDaughter is spending tonight at his place, and Drummer Boy will soon be here to spend Christmas night with me. I'm a little drunk and very happy.

One of my nephews recently moved out of his (asshole, deadbeat) dad's house and is staying with a friend, and I very happily drove him home. My beautiful niece (who is trying to work things out with her boyfriend, because young love is hard) had to go to her job at a doggy day care (somebody has to look after the doggies, even on Christmas), but we still had quality time together. I had a nice phone conversation with my parents. It was a really good day.

I've been commenting on friends' blogs because my blogger friends are incredible and I love them every bit as much as the friends I actually physically see sometimes. Support your favorite bloggers, you guys; I promise every comment means the world to them. And to me.

Whether or not you celebrate Christmas, I wish you all the joys and blessings of the season, because they don't require you to believe in the Christian God; they only require that you have love in your heart. Anyone who tells you different deserves coal in their stocking, and possibly a punch in the head.

No matter what you did today, I hope it was a good day. Merry Christmas, or the local equivalent. Love you all.