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Tomorrow I cook a bonus holiday feast. At Christmas this year, the turkey was cooked the day before and nuked at my sister's house. Hello, that's just, ick. For Christmas!? And hubby has been wanting this particular kind of cornbread dressing his mother always made, so I'm doing that for him as well. And while I'm at it, I'll make an apple pie and a couple other things. This is a day in the week I'm not normally off, so why not?

I'm also going to take some of the turkey to a girl at work who doesn't always get much to eat. Her boyfriend is in Iraq and she gets to talk to him once a month. She works full-time at the store and just took on another job. She's going to work for this guy at the store (on New Years) whose girlfriend is coming home on leave from Iraq next week. I really feel for them both, especially at this time of the year.

Christmas morning I was taking a wee nap on Dad's bed. I had started off on a daydream about my favorite RP characters when I apparently fell asleep. It was strange because while I was asleep I had this sense of Dad walking into the room and I could feel the room around me in the dream. And he was just about to speak when I heard my brother actually step into the room and greet Mark and me. It was strange, beause I heard Danny's footsteps after Dad was walking in. And it felt like he was there. And then not. But I wasn't sad. Strange.