Twas the week before Christmas and I'm just out of the hospital and already sick with the flu. Having trouble with breathing, yet so much to do.
Few presents
have been bought and my husband thinks he wraps them well. Trying to keep the dog from chewing the paper is just plain hell.
Thank God for my present that brought my son home. It just isn't Christmas thinking of him all alone. Good thing he loves shopping and carrying the bags. Might have something to do with the gifts he'll choose for himself.
The two trees are up and beautiful to see. One is toppedwith an Angel my sister gave to me. It came from her lost daughter, so it makes it quite rare. A present of love is more than I thought she'd share. My hopes for the season include a visit to her. I want her to see my whole family and see all of hers.
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Not quite ready for Christmas, but it will come anyway. Still feeling quite Grinchesh, but know with a smile, my heart will grow larger when grandson comes by.
I know somehow it will all get done. Glad I'm not doing the cooking, that would make me blue. it doesn't feel quite like Christmas without cookies to bake, so I cheated and bought Pillsbury's dough to bake. Sneaking cloves and Cinnamon into a pan will waft the Christmas smell, all part of my plan. Maybe next year I'll bake with grandson close at hand to decorate cookies and lick the pan.
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So ready or not the holidays come. I'll just sit back and pretend that I'm done.
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hope you feeling better when christmas comes around
- laura0107
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