The house is trashed, the kids are home burning off a sugar rush and adrenaline high from candies and cookies and sugary ham and presents galore.  MamaCharlie is soaking her feet, the dishwasher is churning on its last load of the day, and I sit here with no ambition to move an inch.   Perfect Christmas Eve.  We had a ball.  Hope you are with someone you love and are full of good cheer and hope for the new year.  From the House of Stone to yours, Merry Christmas.