Oh hell, it's really about family. :> I'm amused that so far, the only book I got for Christmas was the Good News New Testament, which was handed out at church. That's right, I went to church. A Catholic church, for my yearly checkup with God. No lightning struck me, so I guess I must be okay. Tormented the priest, who I really like.
For the record, the official party line is that no, God can NOT make a rock so heavy he can't lift it. He could always just zap it down to size. So says the priest.
You've heard of the dyslexic athiest, who didn't believe in Dog?
How about the dyslexic athiest ex-Satanist, who no longer believed in Cat?
Ow. I know.
Visited the in-laws and survived. Tomorrow, we see my family. Up to DC and back in a day, 7 hour round trip. Woo! Then the day after THAT, we're driving to Myrtle Beach. I'm sure you'll read all about it in Alemya's journal. (what, like I remember how to make LJ links? Piffle.)
I figure I can relax after the holidays are over. Really. It's bad when I look forward to going back to work. :>