Today, my oldest daughter stayed home sick with a cold. The younger one didn’t want to go to preschool when her sister was staying home. That pretty much ruined my plans for Christmas shopping today. I stayed home while my wife went grocery shopping. At 2 pm I took the younger daughter to a birthday party. Kid birthday parties can be fun, but this one was at Dave and Buster’s – only one small step better than the worst place to have a party, Chuck E. Cheese. Lights, noise – Las Vegas for kids. Still, I survived. Then, it was home and a quick clean-up of the house (two little girls = large increase in entropy). Some guests came over for dinner – mussels in white wine, plus a few glasses of La Fin du Monde beer. It was excellent. It’s nice being married to a great cook.

That’s pretty much how I spent my last day of the 5,125 year Mayan Long Count calendar, just before the global apocalypse.