Beat. Long day of merriment mixed with a major asthma attack mixed with a long afternoon of merriment. Whole holiday season's been something of a blur, but then they always are and it seems to take a while for individual memories to come forward and assume their proper place in the heart.
Missed wishing a number of people a Merry Christmas, but that, too, is the way it always goes. Hope they know I was thinking of them.
Haven't been to the gym in a couple of days and hope to rectify that deficit tomorrow. If I'm lucky, the "resolutionaries" won't show until the first week of the new year. Meanwhile, I'm stocked with good books, have a few manuscripts in the mail, and my hopper's full of starts on new stories. Can't ask for more than that, right?