Having Fun

Well, I must have been having fun: time flew. Actually, I've been having medical tests -- nobody can find nothin' -- to determine the meaning and essence of the arthritic? nerve? muscular? pain that has been plaguing me for a couple of months. We'll get to the bottom of this, some day, I hope.

Meanwhile, Christmas preparations are also gobbling up time – as is probably true for everyone this month. Why did I decide to make baked-gifts this year? Why, why? Oh, I remember: it was those many pleas for Mom's Cookies.

It's been verrry cold up here in the woodsy mountains; and while it's awfully cozy to gather around the woodstove in the evening, once the fire dies down we are most sincerely grateful for the great down-alternative comforter that was our housewarming gift last year. We've had no snow yet, despite threats of same; but the way the winter storms move in one after another, we'll no doubt be graced with white-frosted pines soon.

We pray that everyone is staying warm and well as the cookies get baked, the packages posted, and the house decked with boughs of whatever you've got.