Have to love the holidays:
At 8:30 I'm still in my PJ's drinking coffee.
Cranberry muffins for breakfast.
The indoor and outdoor lights are already on.
I love the news shows at this time of year.
Still time for last minute forgotten items at the grocery store.
Pictures of the Bug in her Santa hat arrive daily via phone photos.
The only downer: not a single gift under the tree. Baxter has been on a paper diet lately, so the presents are out of his living space. He's eaten a magazine, a sack, and tried to eat a heating pad and some paper money, Obviously, he can't be trusted with pretty paper and shiny bows. Santa may be skipping him this year!
I especially love Christmas Eve Eve. The pace is leisurely. The house is clean. No crazed cooking, getting things ready for Christmas Eve celebrations or Christmas Day breakfast and dinner. The gifts are wrapped. If I eat that extra sugar cookie, there will be plenty of time for a walk this afternoon.
Time to go, L just came staggering up the stairs. I'm thinking she might need a cup of coffee delivered!