Merry Christmas and all that crap

I was going to write a entry on Christmas and what has happened so far in lubbock but I'm really not in the mood. Plus the really interesting stuff can't be published or ever mentioned again. lol. Look for an entry on Brynn's funeral tomorrow night or the day after. For now, its almost three and me and bryson are cooking eggs and sausage for a midnight snack. He just grabbed the wrong spice for the sausage. Lord help us. We will probably wake the whole house, but screw it. Christmas isn't so great now that Santa is dead. Merry Christmas!!! bah humbug...