Well, happy December! I've been spending a lot of time with family lately. Been going home a lot--every weekend, so it seems--and, although I haven't just realized it, I'm just overwhelmed by the luck I have when it comes to family. I mean, my family is all around fantastic, Kris' family is all around fantastic, both our families get along--they like me, my family likes him--(scratch the like, it's all about the love!). I have so many friends that feel they have to hide things from their parents and sneak around and, fortunately, I've never had to do that. My parents have always been understanding and open with me about everything. Any my family is so unique, even just my immediate family--everyone is so different from the next. I feel awful ending this so vaguely, but I was just drowned by a wave of tiredness...