But my family is so frightful;
His pants are pulled way down low,
Let us go
Have a blow
In the snow!
The flight was shit, but we got here alive if not well. Pirate has a nasty cold, not at all improved by 9 1/2 hours in a middle seat that didn't recline, had no legroom, and was surrounded by screaming babies. I hope he made them sick.
On the plus side, there was a foot of snow on the ground when we landed and it's been coming down almost continually since. WHITE CHRISTMAAAAAAAAS! It's fucking freezing, but that's all the better to snuggle you with my dear. The mattress in my brother's guest room is the best i've ever slept on in my LIFE. It was like sleeping on a cloud. At 5 am I got Pirate to promise to buy me one. w00t. It's a Simmon's Beautyrest.
And now we're just alternating between shovelling the sidewalk every 30 minutes and eating ourselves into a stupor.
Merry crimbo, mis amigos.