The Prodigal returns . . .

Dec 25, 2003 19:49

With fuzzy socks, at that. *grin* *slides around a bit, feet scrabbling madly* Silly hardwood floors. =P
But hey, look, new all-toe socks! Cream and pale and dark blue, with snowflakes on the tops of the toes. Oddly enough, paired with a pair of loose, faded jeans and a lavender tanktop I stole from Mom when she wasn't looking. *is an ice-fae* Except for the freckles and the hair, dammit. *grins cheerfully*

Well, as can be evidenced from the title of this oh-so-belated entry, I am home from Phoenix. The house is clean--as is the fridge, sadly, my Christmas Dinner was out of the freezer and cooking was assissted by judicious application of mallet--so I find myself drawn back to the computer and the lure of the internet, tea in hand.

Tomorrow will be spent stocking up on essentials--eggnog, pecan pie fixings, bread . .--delivering my beloved brother to his wrestling meet, and hopefully I will have time to go back Home (the apartment) and pick up winter's-gifts for people that were purchased between my last visit to the house and my departure. Jens, Hope and Ae come to mind, though Hope's was snagged in Phoenix.

Luck and love to all of you, on this winter day.
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