Mike B., I am truly sorry to hear of your loss. My condolences to you and your family.
Wayne, I hope you get your Santa sack and its contents back ASAP.
Nate, may a windfall come your merry way.
Mike, wishing you well and a speedy facial nerve recovery.
My day has been mostly uneventful and stagnant, just doing as many mundane chores around the house as possible, and exercising my patience tolerance while I await (all day almost, mind you) for Fed-Ex to make their final delivery attempt of my early delivery package. Notice, it's no longer early (e.g., before 10:30 AM). Yet this is the last of our Xmas gifts and the only one that required a signature, albeit an indirect one and yesterday, my neighbor refused to sign for it -- how neighborly, huh. So I decided to take the day off of work and started my holiday a day early to ensure we get those stink'n Crocodile belly wallets, but where the F are they!!! Though, my griping is pretty petty in comparison to those above and I am humbled.