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Merry Christmas to all

I raise my Rouge Santa's ale to you all and wish everyone a wonderful Christmas and a Happy New year.

I will spend Christmas eve with my parents and in laws. This is just not what Christmas is all about. I love my DW for being able to pull this together and survive it. DW has wrapped all of the gifts and placed them under the tree. And yes, this year we have a real tree, not just the inflatable one.

Christmas day is spent with the family and this is what Christmas is all about. I enjoy my kids and all of the fun we have together. I really love to see the stress leave my DW face as the last of the in laws and parents leave and the pressure of the holidays is gone for another 11.5 months.

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Kelsgarden said…
that look is jus the third bottle of wine hitting me . . .
10:55 PM
Me said…
LOL at Monkeydragon. Whatever the look, be it them leaving or the alcohol, you'll see the same look on my face Monday night when my inlaws and outlaws leave as well. :)
11:14 PM
Muskyboy said…
Merry X-Mas and Happy Holidays....
10:22 PM
Bert said…
A Very Merry Christmas!

(We have a TV series and book over here called Grumpy Old Men - any use?)
5:30 AM
Anonymous said…
Mele Kalikimaka!

Here's to a pint or two of Christmas cheer...
1:26 PM
Me said…
I raise my Avignonesi Rosso 2001 and toast.... to a happy new year too!
9:53 PM
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