We had a fun, exciting, delightful, stressful, long weekend. Not in that order.

I’ll be boring and write a bullet list of random thoughts. If you’re looking for good writing, might I suggest the (too) long blogroll to the right. Pick any at random or I can make suggestions if you need.

Ahem:

• We went to a Christmas party here in town on Saturday and then spent the night with family up near Dallas that evening and partied for my son (who turned seven) on Sunday
• 570 miles over the two days. Give you time to think.
• Too much time.
• I had a really nifty “by the numbers” post worked out in my mind about the time I hit a dog (I think) on the highway last night. Poor thing never had a chance.
• I can never get tired of watching my son ride a bike.
• Shopping at Wal-Mart at 11:00 PM on Saturday night, two weeks before Christmas? Highly overrated.
• But not as bad as it could have been. Much nicer than the Wal-Mart here at home.
• Target was closed, so shut. up. And all the targe bikes were pink, anyway.
• It isn’t much fun shopping alone at 11:00 PM on Saturday night, two weeks before Christmas. One is tempted to try and call metroplex bloggers and chat.
• Fortunately, common sense prevails before you make a total ass out of yourself.
• We went to Mass at the same church where we wed almost 18 years ago. It looks the same.
• Damn, my wife can make some Good Eats.
• Okay, my dad’s brisket is pretty damn fine, too.
• 7-11 has a great selection of coffee, even at 7:00 on Sunday night.
• There were shooting stars last night. We saw some.
• Why the hell can’t places have a changing table in the men’s room? C’mon already. Guys change diapers, too. Sheesh.
• This really hot brunette at the party? I’d like to get to know her, again.
• When you’re weary, feeling small, there is nothing quite like visiting family that makes 10X what you do. I’m just saying.
• Kids are learning adjectives:
  Boy 1: This house is big!
  Boy 2: Yeah, it’s huge!
  Boy 1: Our house is little.
  Boy 2: No, ours is tiny.
• Also, you can learn modesty:
  Nephew: Our Christmas tree is only twelve feet tall.
• But you can feel better because your kids are highly skilled:
  Nephew 2: I’m gonna watch him ride to see how it’s done.
• My four year old will laugh maniacally while playing air hockey because he get’s to say “puck” a lot.
• When your cat is acting hungry in the middle of the night, she’s not really trying to tell you that she just horked up a pile of something like a warm, squishy snowball at the foot of your bed where you would have to walk in your bare feet to get her something to eat. Really.