Sort of. December/Christmas just feels weird without the ice and snow. Christmas wreaths on palm trees confuse me. And the snowmen are inflatable. Lemme think.... Dad came over for Thanksgiving. Said he'd bring stuff to snack on prior to dinner. Mom and I were thinking simple little things - like maybe a cheese wheel and crackers; small, but kinda nice. Instead? Bags of chips and tubs of dip. I don't even know what to say about that. Dinner went well - it was odd without the number of people we normally have - only five of us this year. Dad left immediately after helping to clean up after dinner - Happy Thanksgiving to you too, ass. Work is still work. Loving ER. No end to how much I'm loving it in there. Not going to talk about Birthcare this entry, lol. No; the "I hate you" portion of my ranting is going to my supervisor this time. Supervisor = Two-faced prick. Got my 90-day evaluation on Tuesday. Apparently I'm "marginal" and have not "successfully completed my initial 90 days". And how did I earn these? Because I could not attend one meeting. A meeting that I was given 24 hours notice for, that was in the late evening, and that I couldn't attend due to family issues. Apparently, that means I'm showing birthcare that I don't care about them. (I don't, but that's beside the point.) This is strike two for them. One more and they're getting my two week notice - pay and benefits be damned. Good news.... My birthday in 17 days. The big 2-2. My brother comes to visit. 15 days and counting. Christmas with everyone home. 24 days and counting. Jim is visiting for New Years. Can't even start counting, I'm so excited.