'Tis the season to be fuzzy

Mmm...opened my presents last night at 12:30 am. I had just enough for 'presents' to be plural (2); complicated ceramic cat calendar thingie (it's hard to explain, cute but useless) and new pyjamas. Fuzzy ones. I feel like teddy bear.

Ho-ming is bitter. He got none, poor baby. But he did get a fiancee for Christmas (Yay!) Congratulations to Ming and Katie! Proposed in Florida, much to the "surprise" of many of the church youth.

Christmas dinners galore, mostly with mom and dad's cell group posse (too many uncles and aunties to remember names).

Fuzzy Christmas everyone.