Cockeyed

You know, call me a fool, call me a cockeyed optimist, flatten my feet and call me 'copper'....but I love Christmas.

I love the music, and the paper, and the cheesy decorations, and and and....all of it.

Mine was nice -- spent Saturday with my sister and her family; opened gifts with my family on Saturday night (Sunday morning) before going to bed; spent Sunday with my wife's family. Nice times, all of it.

Of course, if I never hear "Rockin' Around The Christmas Tree" again, my life will be fine....but otherwise, the holidays were beautimous.