3 [let's get read of that huge tangram...] more days.....
No time to get sentimental - too much to do.
I’m glad I took some time out to veg with the kids on Saturday night. We watched Charlie Brown’s Christmas and then It’s a Wonderful Life.

Charlie Brown has achieved some sort of “Rocky Horror” status in our family, in that we can recite the whole thing. I would like to be Linus, but I’m usually cast as Lucy. (There’s a message in that somewhere, and I don’t think it has anything to do with presents for pretty girls.) But when we lose track of the reason for the season, it suffices to say “That’s what it’s all about, Charlie Brown,” to redirect our thoughts.

As usual, my favorite lines in “Wonderful LIfe” were “What am I - a dictionary?” and “You call this a happy family? Why did we have all these kids anyway?”
[Note to Embot: Don’t worry. This is a happy family. And I’m glad we had all these kids. But, hey, don’t be one of those people who calls me at work to ask how to spell a word. What am I - a dictionary?]