Merry Christmas!

The chicken noodle soup smells fantastic.  Hopefully folks will overlook the fact that I forgot to actually procure some noodles.  I’m going to throw in some macaroni and call it good.

The recalcitrant brother is doing laundry.

The Butcher is doing laundry.

I wish I could accurately describe how funny this is, listening to them fighting over the dryer.

I wonder what we’re going to do for lunch, too.  I didn’t really plan on anything.

Mom and Dad are on their way.  That should be fun.  We got them the weirdest, crappiest presents ever.  Not on purpose, but somehow we flaked.  Still, maybe the massive number of presents will outweigh their strangeness.

I hope all y’all are having a lovely day.