holiday cheer

Yay, transit strikes that end soon enough that I can get to my sister's in sunny Massachusetts for the holidays, and even having the dog's tail wagging in my face as the mighty Matty engages him in a tug-of-war. (Pang of nostalgia for the days when my sister's dog was a pug- an adorable beast rather akin to a fur-covered piglet crossbred with a goldfish- and these things simply weren't an issue.) Yay, being Uncle Fred with the kids for a while; also yay, Sarah's taking them off my hands as soon as they start getting cranky. Now, time to unwind, and engage in a leisurely plotting session involving those naughty dementors, and to contemplate a couple of sentences from a friend's holiday e-mail, presented here with not the slightest scintilla of comment whatsoever:

Merry Christmas and happy other holidays, my dear Challengers! Like...Happy New
Year! (Just think, we're one year closer to the end of the Bush Presidency!)

Fred, the bishop was supposed to be a sensual, erotic surprise, who knew that
vermillion curtains were so flammable??


Now, to pick out some holiday reading for X-mas Eve service. Alas, I don't have The Vampire Lestat to hand this year; my Goblet of Fire paperback, perhaps?

Happy holidays, all!

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Oh- and Happy Holidays from the Potterverse, courtesy of naadi, (she of Harry Potter/Gashlycrumb Tinies fame); and from feyandstrange, Happy Cthulhumas!