eve.

christmas eve.

man, i am sick. the transit strike gave me a cold.

and it sucks to be sick on christmas eve.

however, we are bundling up to go to mass at st. paul's with anni.

the stacks are looking good.



but we already unwrapped one of the best gifts of all.



there is no other peanut butter. thanks, mom.

and god bless us, every one.