Welcome Back!

Hello there, darling! Welcome back! Please, come in! Take off your shoes, sit here, let me rub your feet. So glad to see you! How have you been my dear? Oh, that's wonderful.

Wait.

Who'm I kidding? I am the foot massage-e, not the foot massage-r. You noticed that, didn't you? You're smart. The day I rub your feet is the day you run a marathon and give me 40 foot rubs. Oh, and you have to sterilize your sweaty fuzzy toes, too.

Our holiday was wonderful. I guess technically there's still a day off in the near future, but since I don't have many days off remaining it's work, work, work for me. Well, enough about me.

Wait, this is my blog. You caught that too, didn't you? The day I say, "enough about me," is the day... um... well, never.

I don't think I could adequately describe how over the top my MIL and others went. Let me try. We celebrated Xmas the Saturday before. There were, oh, 100 presents in total. Maybe 150. Then we did Xmas eve. About 20 presents. Then there was Xmas day. Another 15 presents plus what we gave AB. It was nuts. We got everything on our amazon lists with about 5 exceptions not including what we added AFTER people were done buying for us.

Then Xmas day we came home for dinner with my family. Dinner was great. Another 30 presents all around. There are still 10 presents waiting for her another relative mailed. It's crazy. I am not able to teach the value of money under these conditions. I'm just not going to try. It's better if she thinks money grows on trees and expensive gifts are to be expected from everyone she meets, in a constant stream.

I mean, that's what I think, so might as well pass it along.

Muah!