...on the sixth day of Christmas.....

I played with my Nerf gun, firing whistling foam rubber darts around the house.

The rest of the day was the long awaited rest...leisurely breakfast, trip to see the boys even though we weren't fishing....an after noon inside looking out of the window at the pouring rain....I think I might have nodded off for a second or two.

Just the Daughter and I for dinner....off for a beer with D and B....last of the year....pasted them at dominoes...home......I'm doing this, the daughter and the Boss are watching Donnie Darko for the 83rd time.

New Year's Eve tomorrow....the Boss is working....the Daughter is going out....I'm on my own baby-sitting Charlie.....all you youngsters take note....this is what happens when you turn into a grandparent...your wild nights are over!!!!

Das vidanya moy padruga.