Merry Moustache!!

So we are just doing the relaxing thing on Christmas Day since we worked at Christmas Eve to prepare the main gig. We did wake up to a white Christmas. Not as huge as was predicted but it was something. I made money yesterday and did a few things but today I am planted on the couch (deep couch sitting) and playing on the comp. Of coarse telly is on and I am watching Niki on Rehab Attic.
Old dogs went out, did their thing and promptly returned to the warmth of the front room, Wesley's office. The little dog put her pink polka dotted fleece on, went down the stairs and tried to return. Not a chance. Duty calls. Chickens made their way out to their run to eat and drink and then they returned to their coop. Too cold for anyone even at 32 degrees F.
So dinner was a strange case of melancholy and since I forgot the cranberries and I still had Linda's homemade cranberry sauce in the freezer, I took a sparing amount for dinner. So it became more melancholy. I stayed up late to watch Crime shows with retired detective Kenda. A whole lot of slaughter and mayhem and occasionally I threw in a DIY show. Finally I passed out and woke at 6 am feeling like I have slept in.
Sun is now out and will probably melt everything off and become an ice sheet tonight:)

Santa, Christmas and all that crap, ew sorry crapola.

It is the holidays and for the most part I am feeling melancholy. It isn't the same without Linda, her enthusiasm was contagious. So here we are, Bill and I the orphaned children, trying to make lemons from lemonade. He is having severely rough days. On top of it his estranged mean sister is in a coma and he doesn't know what to do. I suggested preservation, do nothing. Family is an earned thing. You can't be abusive and think you have the right to all the love and care that could come from someone she was so crappy to. Especially since he has had the worst year EVER!
So I am just meandering around trying to clean up loose ends and figure out he new year for myself, Bill, Galaske and the kids. So on our first real snowy day here in the mountains I will draw out a plan till I can get down to the shop to work on things in there. That is another story since it does need and overhaul.

Shop, work, Bob, decorate

That is what i need people to do. Shop!! So today I am home. but in my mind I am working on this to unload!!! Yes moving them along. That means a lot of comp work. A few things have to be mailed and some have to be photographed and sent to a new destination. I am just not feeling good.That darn female thang.
Yesterday Bill and I went to San Dimas to do our bit and found we both were not on our A game.
But the day didn't get started till I got all my morning chores done. That meant I got hit with a deceased chicken. Bob, who really was a girl. So I tried to make funeral arrangements but my mortician was not physically capable of digging. So Bob got put in a bag and then in a box and then in an empty trashcan. I was late making arrangements. Sigh. So today, we work, set up our tree and then bury Bob.