Bright Hawaiian Christmas Days

Well, I lose on the 48-hours-to-respond rule. (Was it 48 hours, or somewhere in the range of two days? Because if it's somewhere in the range of two days, I could maybe still squeak by.)

But now I'm here, and you may all relax back into your Skye and Sonja filled worlds, secure in the knowledge that we shall not leave you hangin'.

Reason number 3,782 why Skye is so 5: She came to my craptastic Christmas concert on Saturday night, which also happened to be her Birthday Eve (and the night she was celebrating with friends) and also happened to be the night before she left for Christmas vacation in Hawaii. I'm sure she had to get up at the butt-crack of dawn the next morning to hop a plane to her tropical paradise, poor thing. The life of a jet-setter is rough, man.

No, I keed, I keed. I really am super grateful that she came, and dragged her boyfriend and his bowling buddy along too. That was awesome.

Anyway, now I have two more Nights of Christmas Craptacularness in the form of two office parties (mine and my husband's) tonight and tomorrow night, and then I can sit at home and wallow in my humbugginess for the rest of the season. Hooray!

Malikaliki mohay or whatever it is to Skye et al in sunny Hawaii... You should have just stayed here because it's 75 degrees today and, you know, Hawaii is not any more exciting than North Carolina.