As it turned out, I took an unplanned Christmas break from blogging. Didn’t really mean to; it just worked out that way. First, my husband slipped while cutting plastic tubing and slashed his forearm with a boxcutter. He’s okay, but I was a wreck for about a day. Then we had Christmas Eve with my family, which was very nice since the subjects of politics and religion were mostly avoided. Christmas day we mostly lay around watching television and napping, and on Boxing Day, when my better half had to return to work, I spent most of the day lying around reading. It was nice. I hope you had a nice weekend, and a nice Christmas if you celebrate it.
The angry progressive muttering will now resume.