So, it's 6:30 Christmas morning and my yard is covered in snow! Yay for a White Christmas!
Everyone else is still asleep, so I'm just waiting patiently for them to arise. My kid is 17 (18 in about 2 weeks) so we don't have the extremely exciting Christmas Mornings anymore.
Not being able to sleep, I decided to come on downstairs - and yep, sure enough, Santa made it last night. Which is good. There was some concern that he wasn't gonna make it this year, but he pulled it off at the last moment!
I'm rather enjoying the peace and tranquility of staring out across the white yards and tree-limbs of my neighborhood, nothing is stirring, not even a...well, I did see a cat run across the street, hope the mouse wasn't stiring - glad my 5 dogs didn't notice. They're also asleep , so the quite stillness of a White Christmas Morning hasn't been shattered by 300 lbs of dogs exploding with dangerous intent.
I hear movement upstairs, so I'll Holla at y'all later. Merry Christmas!
I have a disorder called Chiari. Basically, part of my cerebellum is being squeezed into my spine. I have brain in my neck...thus, Shane in the Neck. Cause sometimes I think I'm clever.
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