Cards are long sent. Gifts all purchased and wrapped. House decorated way earlier than usual. Right about now I should be sitting pretty, ready to actually enjoy the holiday season instead of wanting to flip it off like I do most years. But what am I doing? Rasping like a frog because my kids have given me their colds, which has turned into laryngitis. Himself is coming down with the same bug now, and it is a sorry sight to behold. Needless to say, the levels of parental patience around here are pretty low, and tomorrow there is only a half-day of school before the winter break begins! Murphy, you're a bitch.