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Well, it's over for another year. Christmas and New Year are completed, and what seemed like an unending round of visits and parties has stopped. Mum is back at work (for a little while; she retires soon) and Dad is starting in on all the projects that have been neglected for the past month. I am trying to get over my bear-hangover. I mostly blame Unka Mark for it. At least this morning I was able to look at myself in the mirror again. Still a bit glassy-eyed, but that's normal for small bears. Actually, if you ask me, I think I look fine. Now to find out where I left the bearoplane and off to terrorize insects.
Labels: Christmas, family, friends
# posted by Bart Bear @ 1:18 pm