Christmas





I spent Christmas at my friend Greg's parents' house in Tennessee. It was a fabulous time filled with food and drink and general Christmas joy. I got lots of great, unexpected gifts. One of the highlights of the visit was participating in the traditional post-Christmas-dinner-cigar smoking. Mostly, though, it was just nice to spend time with my friends and Greg's warm, welcoming family.
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