Damn baby, it's dark outside. I know that now the solstice has passed, it starts to get lighter, bit by bit. But that's cold comfort when you are staring down many more months of darkness.

Still, I may be better equipped to deal with the dark, due to my genetic make up. Turns out that you have an easier time adjusting to the dark and not devloping SAD (seasonal affectivenss disorder) if you have a history of living in the darker climates. So, I have the British and Irish ancestors to thank, I guess.

But the dark is OK this week. All the twinkly lights look so nice, even at 4 in the afternoon.