Ahhh, the holidays.

Been home about 39 hours: got into a shouting match with my mother, defending the honor of Ellen DeGeneres.


(In the kitchen. In front of the toddlers. And while the "is there any amount of money, or fame, or anything you want, that could make you willing to go down on a girl?" argument does not seem to have swayed her at all, it did at least make her sputter entertainingly. Um. Yay?)