Christmas Eve Eve
Back in Georgia today, we must face the lonely, dim prospect of: buying food and a few more gifts. The wife and I are thinking of a mutual digital camera for us, but still have the boys to ready for. Is this insanity or what? But no, we won't whip ourselves into a frazzle over buying stuff, after a rough, draining week in S.C.

My brother's inlaws had their big Christmas party last night and today in S.C. Sis will drive home with her family to Clinton, Mississippi today, a 10-12 hour drive. Tradition found us all together at Mom's, a central meeting place, but is now over. We must regroup, and hopefully we can all get together, next year, in a place that has one connecting bathroom per bedroom. Change is tough, and it's the only thing permanent here on Planet Earth.

But it's Christmas Eve Eve today, and the prospect of eating at the wife's folks' house tomorrow and Sunday Christmas Eve service is something we look forward to. I work Christmas Eve 7p-7a, so will crash Christmas morning after breakfast and some time with the boys. This is probably more personal info about me and House Calls than you ever clicked for, but there it is— my life, my Christmas, and I hope yours is...Merry.