...it has a tiny little painting of me

So, golf.

My dad decided that we should go golfing today, because it wasn't raining. Now, the last time that I golfed was probably 3 years ago, and even then it was less "golfing" and more "flailing in the general direction of the ball and hoping that I don't hit anyone in the process". But we found a Par 3 that was open, and we got ready, and stepped outside...and it was very, very cold. Coldest day of the year, in fact. Colder than Toronto is right now, which is just wrong.

So, yeah, the actual golfing was cancelled in favour of driving range and lunch. Even so, I think my hands are still recovering from being outside gloveless. Next time I think I'll suggest we stick with the computer version.

Recap

I think Christmas is actually finally officially over. My friends went back to England yesterday (I miiiiissss you, Kit!), so today has felt very empty of plans and planning. No, wait, I do have a plan: I plan to read. And possibly catch up with my flist, although I'm so far behind that the prospect is a little scary.

It was such a fantastic Christmas, though. Full of time spent with wonderful people, excellent food, many many presents, and games. Hours and hours spent playing games. Is there anything better?

( Christmas highlights )

( Fun new game! )

There was even one night where the four of us that have been friends since university (Kit, vestra, sarcasma, and myself) managed to hang out together again, complete with significant others and some parents. It really was a wonderful Christmas.