El Fiance asked if I had any plans for the day and I said “No.” Between the freezing rain/snow mix we got here on Christmas Eve, and all the people who will be out returning their Christmas gifts or trying to catch the sales, the best place to be is inside my house eating M&M’s, being thankful that (so far) no one else has contracted the flu that Fiance brought home on Wednesday, and contemplating all the different ways I could spend my gift cards.

Next up: David’s 16th birthday on Wednesday quickly followed by El Fiance’s deployment to the Middle East for four months. There’s a punchline in all this somewhere, I just haven’t found it yet.