Weekend!
So you think “hey, I can update A Visit From St. Nicholas” into something funny. Maybe make it about the internet or something.”
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the… what?
All through the ‘net? All through meatspace? Oooh! All through the tubes! Let me check the rhyming dictionary… okay, we’re not going to use tubes. Jump to the next couple of lines. Maybe those will be richer and we can come back to the first one.The beatbeats were beat by the beatbeats with beat.
So… the pixels were lit on the ‘puter with… fear? dread? That’s a little dark. the pixels were lit on the ‘puter with fun? play?In the hopes that the editors would soon…
You know what?
Merry Christmas to all who celebrate that. Happy Hanukkah to all who celebrate that. Good Solstice to all who celebrate *THAT*. Joyous Kwanzaa to everybody who celebrates that. Ramadan Kareem to everybody who celebrates that. And if the only thing you are acknowledging is that some people have a Federal Holiday? I hope you are one of the folks who gets to partake in that if you are inclined (unless you’re trading Christmas Day for New Years Day as I so often did when I had the opportunity).
And to all, a good night.
So… what’s on your docket?
(Photo is “Footrace finish line, 1925” from the Seattle Municipal Archives, used under a creative commons license)
Quick, drive to California! Eat, sleep and hike in the Redwoods for a couple of days with family. Quick, drive home!Report
Well, my brother is in line to get over the pass (CHP escorts due to weather) so things are nice and quiet, with the exceptioin of Little Dog barking.
Merry Christmas all!Report
My six-year-old just puked.
Happy holidays!Report
Six year old Scotch? Sounds great @glyph !
Happy Holidays to you as well.Report
I sang the rainbow song a little earlier myself.
At least I have a couple of days to sleep.
Good luck with the kiddo.Report
He already ralphed a second time, and we had a third false alarm. I rigged a bucket to his bunk bed with bungee cords. #barfengineeringReport
It ain’t Christmas if nobody’s puking.Report
Obligatory holiday music reference: Dropkick Murphys “The Season’s Upon Us”Report
The red wine is wearing off JUST as Mayo gives up his sleep fight. Time for more!!!Report
I know you want him to sleep, but getting him wasted on red wine is kind of uncool.Report
It was a very tactful drunk, for your information.Report
It’s really effective though. Even after he wakes up, he’ll have to scream quietly because of the hangover.Report
The science of international travel is going to give me a longer weekend. Problem is that I will be spending it in a plane.Report
Just want to get me and Jaybird through the next couple days with as little more barfing as possible. I am not currently barfing at all (knocks on wood) and he seems a bit better.
I am very much enjoying my 14 day weekend so far, even with the sickness and the housework. it’s very nice to go to bed having used up my reasonably available energy, instead of using more than reasonably available and thus waking up the next day starting off already in the hole…Report
Gnargh, I got what Jaybird had. Feel so yucky. *crawls back into bed*Report
It has been one of the worst weeks of my life. I am ready to see the end of 2015. It has been a very, very, very bad year.
Today, however, has been (aside from miserably hot and humid weather) pleasant so far. Today will be more difficult, as our family will gather without my grandmother for the first time in decades, but that had to happen sooner or later. She was just a few months short of 90, and what killed her was a nasty case of TB she got 60 years ago. (Lung damage. Took decades to be noticeable, but in the end….they just fell apart).Report
Sorry to hear that. My condolences.Report
That sucks. 2016 will be better.Report
I’m sorry for your loss. I am glad you had all those Christmases with her.Report
Yeah. 40 years of Christmases with her wasn’t bad. My son, her great-grandson, got 18 with her.
I was also juggling helping my brother, my mom going into the hospital the day of the funeral, and my wife’s upcoming surgery. My brother is, mostly, squared away (with bonus “Don’t dump any crap on mom and dad, come to me” conversation). My mom is back home, looking much better and frankly just needing a bit of rest to be back to healthy. My wife’s surgery is, well, at least both routine and partially carried out by a robot.
Which is not as exciting as I would have thought it would be many years ago. Now it’s just “Please be over, have gone smoothly, and found no nasty surprises that rhyme with “Lancer'”.
It has been…well, rough. I am looking forward though. My grandfather appears to be handling it as well as can be, my mother is home and better (and they scoped her heart so much we can rest assured there’s probably no dragons lurking there), and my wife’s surgery is unlikely to uncover any nasty surprises — and will prevent future ones.Report
Ugh… I hope things trend upwards from here. Fast recovery for mom and wife, and fond memories of grandmother to temper the grief.Report
I’m sorry for your loss, and all the other rough things going on. Best of luck to you in the coming weeks and months.Report
Oh, man, I am so sorry to hear that.
I have had to say that far to many times this year…Report
As I get older, I realize that I will undergo loss more often….and so will my friends and family. Not a pleasant realization, but it’s one I’m sure everyone comes to eventually.Report
I hear that @morat20
This was the year I started thinking about buying a black suit, and not for weddings.Report