Boxing Day

I was really hoping that yesterday was the end of festivities.  Not that I don’t love my family.  But after five straight large meals, I am more than ready for the food coma, and a day of couch-surfing while my body tries to process all the abuse I’ve subjected it to over the last few days.

Instead, we’re off to see friends, weather pending, and I’m sure that won’t do us any good from a food perspective.

It’s rare I pray for a snow storm.

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