Here's the Thing

I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas, and got to spend lots of time with the people you care about. I sure did. Molly and I decided not to really exchange gifts this year, since we 1) are broke and 2) share a bank account. This goes right along with my family's agreement to scale way back in the gift department. We set a $10 limit on gifts, which was really cool; it's nice to downplay the needless stuff.

Goosey, Molly's grandmother, came to visit from Hawaii. It was great to see her, but sad for her to spend Christmas away from her husband Les; he's great. I also learned that he is the son of Ernest Rutherford, the father of nuclear physics. Now that's fun! We also got to hang out with Aunt Laura, Jonathan & Sarah, and of course the Walligator. Good stuff.

Our parents quietly fudged a little on the $10 rule, so we have a little extra cash this week. Molly is already shopping for new clothes and I'm starting a little pile of money to eventually buy a guitar amp, so I can give Mark's back to him. Because he's a good brother he's been letting me use his amp for the last 4 months, so it's time to get it back to him. If everything goes well I'll have something by early spring. Should be fun. Let the dreaming begin.

Nobody likes being sick. Today I "called in sick" to both Evergreen and Ethnos, the churches where I usually play guitar. I've developed a sore throat, a bit of a fever and quite the stuffy headache. Ick. Molly gave it to me, and I'm pretty sure it was on purpose. She acts all sweet and nice, but take your eyes off her for a second and she'll breathe on your dinner or put her finger in your drink. Oh well.