Yes, it may be Christmas Eve (Day, actually), but I want to wish everyone who might happen by a Merry Christmas.
The dearth of recent posting has been caused by events in the real world keeping me rather on the busy side. Nothing earthshaking really, with the exception of Son having moved out on his own this weekend. Obviously that’s going to be a bit of an adjustment around here. We now have a spare bedroom, at least until I have the moving company bring us the contents of some storage space they’ve been holding since my father’s death.
But enough of that. Those of us at the Freehold, and I’m sure He of The Outpost all wish you a Merry Christmas. May God spread his blessings broad and deep.
|It may not be our home, but Christmas is for dreaming, isn’t it?|