It's go time.
Well, it's not quite, but it is nearly go time.
I called my mom, and she sounds happy (as she should be) to hear when I will be arriving tonight. I usually get there ON Christmas Eve, and she was eager to plan some stuff for us to do tomorrow. I plan to bake my brother Frank a coffee cake that he loves, I know that, but it's nice to hang out with my mom. She always seems like she misses talking to me on a regular basis. Uhm, apologies to climbintreez for that early morning call. Sorries!
I am listening to the Beatles on the radio, and recalling seeing Paul McCartney in concert, singing this song. You know that feeling when you see someone preform a song live, and when you hear it later, you hear it differently? Ah, the brain.
I am waiting on one more client, then I am out of here. I hope all of you have a safe and happy holiday.