Headed early today to Lake Jackson, Texas for Christmas with my wife's side of the family. But simplicity during the holidays just isn't our style. At about 6:30 AM we'll head to Corsicana (the wrong direction) to meet with my son and his wife. We'll leave my truck, pile into their car, and drive down together. After spending the night, we'll head back and hope that my truck is still there. Wild and crazy.
On a heavier note: Yesterday there was a mass shooting by a mentally ill young man at a school in Newtown, Connecticut. 20 young elementary children and 6 adults dead including the shooter (did himself) and his mother before he went to the school. It made me cry. If even one of my babies was killed like this, my life would be irrevocably changed. My heart hurts for them, but I will not dwell on it.
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