2012 has been a year of prime bandwidth suckage at our little praxeum, with the one happy exception of a certain girl getting into grad school.
Regardless, today I wish you and yours a Very Merry Christmas. Our day was long, spent driving 6 hours in the driving rain, to Obi’s Sister’s Brother-in-Law’s house in the nether-reaches of southwest Georgia. There we celebrated our Savior’s birth with a groaning table of wonderful food and, when the rain broke, the shooting of shiny new armaments in the woods. Presents for the little ones, piles of paper in the floor and then surprise of surprise, a wedding.
Even when the future is dark, there is hope.
God bless us, every one.