I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Crazy Kwanzaa, what-have-you!

We spent a good chunk of the days around Christmas traveling and, let me tell you, I’m not a very good passenger. (Or maybe I’m an awesome passenger, depending on your perspective.)

There’s just something about riding in a car for any length of time that lulls me to sleep. I slump in the leather seat, enjoying the hum of miles passing under the car. My consciousness oozes out of every pore like some gelatinous skin, slipping from my body and dragging on the pavement; the car behind us will say, “Look, honey! Someone up there is falling asleep!” Yes, my consciousness has left many a smear along the highways!

Some drivers prefer company and idle chatter, especially into the wee hours of the night. Others prefer the soothing quiet, letting their minds wander as they fall into the rhythm of easy driving. The later our drive is, the harder I try to stay awake but I lose 99% of the time. Sleeping while upright is almost never comfortable for me and I typically wake up with a stiff neck but damn if my eyelids don’t betray me and weigh themselves down and shut.

There was a span of time during my early college years when I traveled to Savannah, Georgia on a frequent basis and only managed to see the state line once or twice.

My parents have never mentioned driving me around as an infant to quiet me; I was a pretty quiet baby to begin with, what with the shyness and scaredy-cat thing. I’m not sure quite where it comes from but the car is better than most over-the-counter sleep aids. (Although it would cost far more to hire someone to drive me around for eight or nine hours a night, I’m sure.)

Oh, um. So I didn’t really write much about Christmas. Whoops.

To get me in the mood, tell me about your Christmas! What did you do? What did you get?

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