We were invited to my brother's last night for dinner and had a warm, filling (pun intended) time. It's a long drive out there, plus having to stop and pick up my mom and step-dad makes it even longer. We live west of the city and they live north-east, so we were tired when we got home last night.

I actually think my tiredness was a result of being overstuffed with chicken casserole and apple dumplings (plus a glass of wine). My sister-in-law is a good cook and an amazing decorator. Her house is covered in Christmas themed ornaments and plastic/glass wear. You know, santas, snow men, Christmas trees, etc. Now, when I say it's covered, I mean it's covered. Nearly every nook and cranny in the living room and kitchen has some kind of icon.

The outside of the house is covered in lights also. My brother has assembled an impressive collection of traditional lights (larger than the more popular icicles). He has them draped all across the front of the house, accented with lit candy canes and other various lights lining the yard. His neighbor came over to look and was wearing shades at night to make the point that it was impressive. They really take Christmas decorating serious.

So, we're planning to take my son, his girlfriend and his kids out for dinner this evening when everyone decided to put it off until tomorrow. The kids were tired and cranky and he didn't want to take them out to eat anywhere. We were at the grocery store at the time he called and Kathy asked me what we should do. I agreed in a heart beat to postpone it. It's not that I don't want to see my son and grandkids, because I do, I just like staying at home.

And the older I get the more it's my preferred choice. I still love people and love my family, but I really, really, really, love my house and spending a quiet evening with just my wife. I know, it sounds old, but I can't help it. It's just what I like. I feel comfortable here, and I rest well here, and I don't have to entertain anyone with conversation here. I can just sit and watch TV or I can talk to my wife or I can work on my music or I can just do nothing. But, whatever I decide I like to do it here.

Home sweet home was well pinned, don't you think?