It's now 2018. Don't ask me how we made it, but we did.
Regular readers have probably been wondering what's been going on that I haven't posted much. The short form, and the honest answer, is that I haven't had it in me to really post, aside from some stuff that I copy-and-pasted out of my notes, polished up a bit, and saved. The holiday season is always a busy time, and my life is no different from anyone else's in that regard.
Lyssa and I flew back to Pennsylvania at more or less the last minute about halfway through the month to celebrate an early Yule with our respective parents. Some last minute jiggery-pokery landed us a pair of get-seats-at-the-gate redeye flights to and from the other coast, which resulted in the peculiar combination of jet lag and sleep deprivation. This resulted in my getting sick again not long after arrival. I was in a fair amount of pain for several weeks due to this particular illness. Frequent readers are somewhat aquainted with my dental history, which reads like a classic farce as written by Hunter S. Thompson. Suffice it to say that I was living in a haze of pain that took most of the wind out of my sails without actually being overtly incapacitating. At least Lyssa and I spent some quality time with our nieces and nephews, and everyone seemed to enjoy their gifts.