I got swallowed by life when I got back.
It was Christmas full-tilt here. I resisted. For a few days after Poland I had the dreamy, "I am rested" look on my face. People commented. I invariably said the same banal things like the holiday was good and I'm glad to be home. Then I jumped into two huge files and voila, the look went away.
But I did get my flea shot, as Ethan puts it. Gotta keep the priorities in life straight!
Onto the Christmas extravaganza we go...
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Flea shots! That's ADORABLE. God, you need to bottle him up now before he becomes a sullen teenager. Or have another one? ;)
Bite your tongue, woman. It's MY time now!!!!!
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