I love Christmas, but from 11:00 a.m. or so on Christmas Eve until bedtime Christmas night I seemed to be in the kitchen feeding, serving, preparing, cleaning up, or whatever. There were breaks to open gifts and eat -- of course -- but not much down time. I also had busy days planned for the weekend. Now I am having time to just relax and savor my gifts.
Since I can no longer have most goodies, my family had to be very creative this year. I can tell you that I will smell great and enjoy some good reading and tea drinking. The guy in the pictures is Norvall. He's my Yeti and I will be illustrating his growth. He started as something smaller than the bottom of the glass and now has to stand up all of the time. He doesn't purr or snuggle or ask for belly-rubs like a cat, but he also doesn't eat shoelaces and phone cords and the hems of new blouses one loves and he is really inexpensive to keep. He lives in the hall bathroom so that the family members who do eat those things won't decide to eat him.
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