Is normal, normal?

The kids, grandkids, and dogs have gone home, the house is clean and straight, the Christmas trees are put away until next year, and all the gifts are put away. In other words all is back to normal, but normal is about like watching glue dry.

While they were here it was always similar to a redneck science project, lots of unrelated stuff happening. We were chasing the dogs, visiting kin folk, visiting friends, leaning the latest male teen fragrances and styles of dress, playing WII or helicopters, and such. Now it’s back to piddling around and watching TV, BORING!