What Santa brought WonderBaby this year:

Pox. Awesome.

At least he waited until after we had flown across the country and driven four hours into the hinterland of British Columbia to spring it on her. That was nice. She would have preferred a nice tricycle or a helicopter or a small developing country to rule over with an iron pacifier, but whatever. Pestilence is cool, too.

(We’ve missed you. We’ll be back online in a day or two, once we’re home and the plague has receded.

Happy New Year.)