The Grinch Who Stole Christmas
I'm a couple of hours before entering my favorite spot on Earth the loved Calgary Airport. I'm sure the next hours of being treated as human cargo is going to be ripe with adventure.
I'm looking forward to seeing the family at Christmas, but there is a dark shadow on Christmas for me this year. Since, everyone from Greyhound to Purolator is behind for the Christmas season, my gifts will not make it to the Peace until after Ho Ho Ho day. I'm pissed, but it is really my own fault for not getting it together earlier. Since there won't be any Christmas surprise coming from me, I thought I'd allow those that are getting a hand made gift this year to have a sneak peak at what they won't be getting on Christmas day.
It's going to be a whirlwind of a vacation, with my corporeal self required to be in my office on Wednesday. In that kind of time, my baby face won't even sprout enough for a shave.

