If you came here for Christmas...

...It would look something like this...




And then you'd find your present under the tree...




And we'd make you a Snuggler or some hot cocoa, with marshmallows, of course...


And then you could sit by the fire and take the chill off...




And we'd while away the evening reminiscing about the past year and looking forward to the next.

Tidings of comfort and joy!

Sadly, it's been stormy, and the wind keeps blowing over my poor reindeer. This morning, I went outside and found them blown over. The big one was just twitching like it had been hit by a car. And the little one had fallen backwards, and it's head kept moving up and down as if it were leaving a big pile of reindeer poop in the lavender bush. I'm going to have to MacGyver something to keep them upright and not scare the neighborhood children.