Since I've finished all I need to do and now I'm just sitting here worrying about Mikel, Madison ensconced firmly on my lap with Becky's iPod and headphones, I figured I might as well make a bit of a post, if only to show off the cool icon of the Denny adults that Becky made me. Neat, huh? She's cool to do it.

Not much going on here at the moment, although Madison got to see a bunny through the window earlier. It was out eating our grass. I was busy doing the dishes, so missed it. I'm sure it will be back, though. It was out there yesterday too, apparently.

I guess I really don't have anything of substance to say. I'm rambling. Maybe I'll play around with PSP or something. I don't know. I'm trying to distract my mind and it's not working very well. Sorry for inflicting you all with a nothing post.

Oh, Jim, before I sign off, I must mention that your corruption runs deep. The music Madison is listening to on the iPod? :Wumpscut: Embryodead. Bad Jim.

It's not long after midnight here, but I wanted to wish everyone a Merry Christmas. I'm sitting here listening to Christmas music and waiting for kids to fall asleep, and figured it would be a good time.

It's been a good year for me. After all of the problems last year what with my car accident, Cult's problems, and Mikel's injury, this year certainly did improve immensely. Best of all, we'll be celebrating Madison's first Christmas, and that's always very special. You only get one first Christmas, after all. The baby might not know or understand what's going on, but it's sure great for the rest of us. Right Heather and Matt?

Looking around at all the people who invade at this time, I can't help but think just how blessed I really am. I mean, it's been a few years now that I've had the mass invasion, and it makes me feel really good to know that I have so many great people who think enough of me to want to spend Christmas with me. I really can't say how great it is to hear "mom" from so many mouths directed at me. It does make me feel so warm inside. I can only hope that I've hlped make them feel that warm at least on occasion, because that's kind of their gift to me. They may not look at it that way, but I sure do.

Santa comes tonight. Yeah, I believe. I've never really stopped, even after 39 years. I hope I always believe, but I don't see it stopping. I don't see why I should. Hey, I must avoid Banality at all costs, right?

What I tend to hear a lot of this time of year has to do with how Christmas has become just a big commercial mess that's a big production and that people get turned off of it because of that. You know, that's really sad, in my opinion. Christmas is what you make it. If you don't want it to be that way with you and yours, don't make it that way. We all have the right to skip past what's fashionable and popular and do our own thing. I may not be so much into the religious aspect of it, but I certainly respect those who do. After all, my mom is quite religious and finds that part of it very important, and I respect that. Christmas to me goes beyond all of that. It's the Christmas spirit inside that's important in my eyes, and it doesn't really matter how one comes by that. Too many people forget that they have the freedom to celebrate how they want and just buy into the whole commercial deal. That's too bad, because they're missing out. I was glad to see tonight that Jason, while excited about the presents, also said that he was glad because he had his family, too. That was one of the big important things to him. He seems almost more excited about seeing how people like what he got them than seeing what he got himself. I'm really glad that even at 9 years old he can see what's really important. Of course, tomorrow he'll have fun just opening the bajillion packages from the bajillion people here.

Cult will be having another Christmas with us, which is definitely something to be thankful for. A bunch of his friends made it up yesterday, and there's a very good chance that more will be arriving tomorrow. This was iffy for awhile, but a dam seems to have broken that will allow them to show up. I can't express how glad I am about that.

So yeah. I think that's the end of my little diatribe. I could go on and on, but I'm sure nobody wants that. I am going to end with the lyrics to a song that I love that expresses how I feel, though. It's by a country band, sorry. ::grins::

( I Still Believe in You )

Okay, who can guess the typo in this conversation where Nick is writing out song lyrics for me?! See how it changes the tone of the song. Laugh!

firefoenyx: "You don't know. What you do.
firefoenyx: Everytime you wank in the room."
firefoenyx: I'm afraid to move. I'm weak.
firefoenyx: Do you see me too. Do you even know you met me?
firefoenyx: I've waited all my life to cross this line.
firefoenyx: To the only thing thats true.
firefoenyx: So I will not hide. I will try anything to be with you.

::laughing really hard::