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It's 7:45 AM on Christmas Eve.  My head feels as if several gallons of tequila has passed through it in the last few hours.  If only it were so.  I guess 3 hours of sleep on a stuffed up head can illicit the same effect.

During a run of the mill normal Christmas sequence for me, today would be my holiday shopping day.  I would be up and out of the house early so I could do as much shopping before I had to open the bike shop.   But today I can breath easy.  I  had all my gift buying done by yesterday.  And last night in the dark late secretive hours down in the basement I wrapped the gifts, created and produced my Christmas card for this year, and then topped it all off with some homespun gift tags.  Had everything done by 4:00 in the A.M.

Now I can relax. 

It is indeed an odd sensation, an unaccustomed feeling being this organized.  Not just a few minutes late.  Not even a dime short.  But ahead of schedule and under budget.  Making my own cards kept me in the Black.

The card at the top of the post is a picture of me twenty years ago just after I rode to Sanford and back in a blizzard.  Why did I ride a bike in conditions many folks don't even like to drive in?  Hmm.  Good question.  For the life of me I cannot dredge up any reason why it was a good idea. 

The one below is actually a picture taken last Spring after a dusting of snow.  It looked Christmas-ee so I used it.

I hope everyone has as good a Christmas this year as I seem to be headed for.  May all your children be home to visit and your lights come down easier than they went up..

Happy Holidays......................................................