We really do wish you a Merry Christmas.
(egg nog in hand)
May your holidays be filled with WARMTH,
not too much DRIVING,
lots of FRESH, LOCAL, INDULGENT FOOD,
(*Ahem, Jimmy Stone with our free-range, grass-fed, Virginia cow, which we spent the first day of our vacation butchering. Awesome.)
GOOD BEVERAGES, and FAVORITE TEAMS,
No matter how big or small,
Real or fake (or a combination of the two).
Our first few days of vacation have been spent...
:: copying SouleMama's double colon verb list! Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, after all. Thank you.
:: listening to Steven King's Bag of Bones on CD (Thanks Audible.com's This American Life free audio book deal!)
:: driving 900 miles
:: getting nauseous driving up and down Ferrum Mountain Road
:: butchering and packaging 526 pounds of cow (I am proud to have been dubbed Director of Packaging)
:: hanging, skinning and butchering a deer (I love how a neighbor knew we had a deer, called up, asked for the hide, came over 5 minutes later and skinned the hide)
:: teaching Ry's dad how to brew beer (Santa brought his gifts early)
:: shopping for last minute gifts (Note to self for 2012: Don't take Ry to a WalMart during the holidays EVER AGAIN)
:: munching on Excedrin because for the first time in my 30 years I THREW OUT MY BACK. Whaaaaa???
:: drinking Fat Tire, Ranger IPA, Starr Hill, Old Dominion and other indigenous beverages we can't get up north way (OK, New Belgium isn't indigenous to VA...but it's SO GOOD!)
:: finishing up writing Thank You notes
:: and listening to Bing Crosby. Ry even surprised me by asking ME to sing a Christmas duet!