Working in the shop today, but I’ll take tonight off before I start my last day before Christmas back on Monday. Cutting twenty-five openings for twenty-five years of children for each of six large photo collages and to concentrate I need the peace of Christmas that I never get until the 25th.
All the while I’m planning a prime rib roast dinner with Yorkshire Pudding and maybe broccoli for the neighbor lady. Vanilla Yogurt ice cream with REAL whipped cream and what else but my own canned peaches for dessert.
So all I have to do between the framing and the bit of writing (hypertextually) and reading (Agee) that I can squish in between nailing corners and stringing wire is try to get the house clean and find one of my phoney Christmas trees that lights up when you plug it in.
The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology
Just here to sing quietly and send warm hugs.
pa rum pum pum pum
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Oh, that’s Captain Santa, huh…
Ho ho ho! Can’t wait till Christmas Day just to get some sleep.
Sounds like a great meal. Merry Christmas and may all your dreams come true this year.
Or at least a few!
Loretta
Merry Christmas Susan! (((Susan)))
Blessings to you, your family and friends