Christmas Post-mortem

It is nice to be back home in Cleve­land. I spent a week back in my old Indi­ana stomp­ing grounds; main­ly eat­ing and vis­it­ing with my fam­i­ly. Christ­mas itself was excel­lent, even though I only man­aged to scrape togeth­er 2 hours of sleep after mid­night mass. The grand­par­ents and any­one who was on our Christ­mas card list received this pho­to:

which was tak­en by my friend and cowork­er Greg Wil­son a few months back. He’s a great pho­tog­ra­ph­er.

My fudge turned out to be the best ever this year. I think I’ve final­ly fig­ured out the prop­er pro­por­tions of ingre­di­ents to use, and the best way to let it set. I used a 5# bag of sug­ar doing my hol­i­day bak­ing. In the realm of presents I received an ani­ma­tron­ic chip­munk, $20 of assort­ed instant oat­meal pack­ets, a toast­er oven, a go set, and some slip­pers. I gave Deb­bie a 3# jar of but­tons, a red cardi­gan, and a wal­let which was part of a run­ning gag we have.

Abra­ham received a mobile com­mand sta­tion. I’m off until the 5th, time which will be spent fix­ing the kitchen sink [bad sup­ply lines], doing some addi­tion­al weath­er­proof­ing [using my new home repair book] and devot­ing some much need­ed time to catch­ing up with friends and Design State.