Although D and I flew over to OH and then drove our little rental car, we did give some (and only some, alas) green gifts. Mostly, antique tools and such for her brothers and an antique vase for my parents' wedding anniversary. Otherwise, I think our footprint got larger, not smaller.
While with D's family, I moved my rocking out skillz on Guitar Hero from "Easy" to "Medium." On the easier tracks, I was able to survive in "Hard" mode. I was no match for Joan Jett in "Expert" mode. Alack-a-day.
Last thought from holidays over Ohio (and this is potentially icky): My parents own no less than three sex self-help books. For Christians. With highlighting and marginalia.
I'll write a bit about "The Conversation," but first I need to scrub.
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