Back to the grindstone...

after a nice and enjoyable holiday weekend with my parents.

I drove from Richmond to the nether reaches of Virginia on Friday night, and went from 50 degrees to 20 degrees. At my parents house, the temperature has not been out of the 20's in almost three weeks. They have snow, and ice...ALOT of ice. I used 4x4 to get up the driveway, as it was complete ice in the areas that weren't rutted from the heavy rains this fall. Needless to say, once I was there, I didn't move my car until I left yesterday.

My Christmas wish list was small, and it was filled. My parents got me the MuckBoots that I wanted. These are terrific for the farm, as come spring (and even now) since the mud and other unmentionable matter creates 6 inch deep sludge that needs to be traveled through in order to let the sheep out, feed the cattle, or check the chickens. I also got a stocking full of books, and a little bit of cash. Oh, and a friend of the family gave me a very retro, never used sandwhich maker/hamburger cooker with the original tags still attached. It was probably given to her in 1979, but that doesn't matter--it's still very cool.

My parents loved the fleece-tie blankets I made for them, as well as the small extras I added to the mix. They also appreciated the fact that I cooked the entire Christmas Eve dinner. I didn't get anything for my brother, or him me, so that's fair.

All in all, I had a great holiday, and I hope that you all did the same.

(Now I have the interminable four days of work to sludge through before another three day weekend arrives...and I can't figure out why my space formatting isn't working on this posting.)