And he is under the impression I've been good.
We're just back from Christmas with my clan in Chicago, in which I believe we set a record low for number of family members on antibiotics by the end of the gathering (3, and yes, I was dumb enough to be on the wrong side of the math. Again.). That's a nice kind of record to set. I think my dad set another by ordering 24 pounds of beef for a single dinner.