- I do apologize, Internet, for I have ignored you today. I have a valid excuse, at least in my approximation. I took a little trip over to Chicago for a meeting and a chance to play in a really big mud hole today, and didn't bother to bring my laptop along. The withdrawal symptoms became evident well before lunch and I'm still trying to find something to cure the shakes. Oh Internet, you're an addictive one. I promise to never go cold turkey on you like that again.

- When I dropped Alexis off at daycare today, I learned that there was a logical explanation for the thing that happened yesterday. Crazy Daycare Lady isn't too good at that new-fangled math thing. As she was apologizing profusely for the tight quarters, she mentioned that they previously held the program at the daycare center. But since it can only hold about 75 people, she wanted to move it to somewhere that would hold 100. Her rationale for that number was that each child was likely to have, on average, four fans attending the show. There were 40 kids. Last time I checked, 40 times 4 comes out to just a few more than 100. Add in the kids themselves, and well, there you go. Yes, Virginia, it was that packed.

- While I was in the airport, I was reminded that I am good people and that many travellers are jerks. While standing in line at security, a woman unknowingly dropped a $20. I was a little too far back to get her attention immediately and before I could get to the cold hard cash, a gentleman picked it up and shoved it in his pocket. He wasn't amused when I told him, "The lady in the grey sweater dropped it." He forked it over to her, but I know he was cussing me out in his head. Karma's a mean one, Mr. Grinch.

- Somebody who lives in my house (and is not 32-inches tall) claims to be quite the Scrooge. And yet, when I arrived home earlier this evening, every single Christmas tree was lit, each fiber optic atrocity was glowing, and not a single Christmas candle was dark. Unless the Toddler has taken to playing with lighters when I'm not around, I do believe I need to call bulls@#t. Dude, you like the Christmas Kingdom and you know it. Just admit it already.

- Mistletoe is not a requirement when two creatures really love each other: