Earl and I zipped over to Deer Park for chicken food in the light snow/heavy snow/rain/light snow today. Yes, I know, I should be home plumbing and making presents and baking, but chickens gotta eat! Returned home knackered, with parts to fix the kitchen plumbing and ingredients for pepper-flake cheese straws and marbled brownies. And chicken food.
Our big present for everyone this year, including us, is working hot and cold water. Em's big present for everyone this year is a $900 enema for her dog, Bono, who ate a spatula. We'll gather, eat good stuff, act silly and be warm. And admire our two awesome babies. No complaints here.