More than anything, all I wanted for Christmas was the Harry Potter board game. Not so much because I’m a die hard Harry Potter fan (which I’m really not), but because I’d played it with my brother and sister in law and enjoyed it. Billy and I have spent hours and hours of our lives playing this game over the last two months and we have yet to win. We came closer than ever tonight and it was both exhilarating and depressing. I am going to need a day or two to recover. Also today: We went to the girls’ school this afternoon to watch their oratorical festival. They recited poems about all sorts of things that would make our governor want to vomit, which just made me so proud and actually brought tears of joy to my eyes. I am so thankful that they are still able to learn about people like Langston Hughes and Maya Angelou. I don’t know how much longer that will be legal.

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