timing is everything

I was sure it had to be 10 or 11 at night. It was only 6:30. I only got like three hours of sleep on the place from Seattle to Washington, what with the nosebleeds and roaring engines and packed in like sardines in coach.

I'm all groggy, but I'm home! I snuck in after the first blizzard and before the second one hit. We have decorated the tree, activated the singing Christmas duck (it sings Duck the Halls) and made sandwiches. There is talk of digging out the hot tub to soak in it while the snow falls. Perhaps not tonight.