Vacation

Every year, on December 19th, I wake up and think "Maybe next year."
See, December 19th is my wedding day. Just need to find the groom and pick the year. Maybe I'll tell you about it, maybe I'll be so busy enjoying my vacation I won't be able to.

I have family in town, and it's wonderful beyond measure. We've got big plans including six flags and presents and fun.

And sleeping in.
And no students.
And sleep.

The vacation has begun.