Whatever it is that today means to you, I hope it’s a good one for you and everybody you care about (and your pesky puppies). Here, it’s warm and wet and green, which reminds me of our refrigerator after the power was off for two weeks back in September of ’98. Except that was really stinky, too. I didn’t hear Santa on the roof last night, and it occurs to me that I forgot to pull the pellet stoves out of the fireplace, so I reckon we were passed by once again. Good thing – the only cookies we had to leave out for him were dog cookies. Have a good day, and may you have many happy returns tomorrow.