It's been a long strange trip. Yes, indeed. December was a flurry of things that had to be done, that needed to be done yesterday and today. In between a husband and child moving eastward and a huge upcoming tradeshow that is currently in full swing, the blog withered and was forlorn.
Then of course there was Christmas and I opted to make it a true Christmas where I took the whole two weeks off until after the New Year. So I would have had time, but sick was the word, then a wake and funeral came about, and that was that. In the midst of it all, Dylan does the Ocho-Ocho and sings Parokya's Mr. Suabe, hay, hay, hay; at least we were entertained. Also, he now knows that one will "Need money to buy toys", as he succinctly put to me last week.
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