I'm sorry I've been gone.
These have been some strange times for a few weeks.
I wrote about how one of our dearest colleagues was in a terrible crash and since then I've largely worked most available hours.
That's affected the holidays. Kid and I talked about the blizzard, which hasn't hit our area as much as others. But it's still cold. I woke up to minus-15 degrees this morning. My car grudgingly groaned to a start. Not unlike me.
Kid switched her trip to later. In part because she would have spent significant time in my office during her trip. Sadly, she spent many days like that during her youth as work called and I had to respond.
In the meantime, I work as my colleague was like the horse in "Animal Farm," willing to work regardless of circumstances.
I'm invited to a bar party Saturday night where I'll see so many friends. And I've been invited to my friend Kellee's family Christmas Sunday where I bring my own liquor -- in a big box. Kellee has adopted me as her odd uncle and I appreciate her friendship.
I'll have a wonderful Christmas and I hope all of you do as well.
And I promise to write more regardless of distractions.
Peace unto Ukraine and peace unto and season's greetings unto all of you my brothers and sisters.