It was a pretty good Christmas in the Doc household.
The Midget woke up after about two hours of sleep to scream that there was a “Barbie THING!” in the basement and it was “GINORMOUS!” I think the internet is infecting her… She played for hours prior to our need to take a trek to the folks’ house.
The Missus got everything she wanted and didn’t even get to open all of her gifts (some stuff had to carry over to her birthday next week.)
I got enough stuff to keep the Man Cave busy this summer with refinishing projects and work on the Classic.
However, the best stuff didn’t come in a wrapped box.
My brother in law didn’t lose his job, which was supposed to happen the day before Christmas eve.
My MIL’s Christmas pageant wasn’t the epic failure she thought it would be.
We drove several hundred miles in wretched weather and we managed to keep the sleigh out of the ditches.
My SIL was lucid for the first time in a long time.
Our whole family was sick but not deathly so.
In short, we call it a win in a time in which wins aren’t all that easy to come by.
Whether you believe in Christ, Yahweh, Buddah, Krishna, Dogs, Trees or Isadora Duncan (I forget where that line came from; it’s a good movie though, I’m sure), I hope you find something good to enjoy this week. Even if the underlying reason isn’t something that you ascribe to, it’s a good time to be happy about something and since everyone else is all jacked up on happy, there’s nothing wrong with hopping on the Joy Wagon.
Thanks to all the FDers out there who make every day a joyous one for me.