Yes. Hi. Hello. Christmas is LESS than a week away. I KNOW. I’m not ready, in case you’re wondering. Every year I say I’m not going to do this, that I will not get caught up in the whatever and this year I will be prepared and have an easy-breezy Christmastime. And here we’ve come to the part where I throw my head back an laugh till I cry. I’m
NOBODY PANIC BUT THANKSGIVING IS NEXT WEEK. No really, it is. I checked. Twice. There’s something that happens every year in November to my calendar skills; I lose a week. Every year. I always think I have ANOTHER WEEK before the best holiday ever. I’m still convinced that Thanksgiving isn’t next week even though I started this post out by telling you, me, and everyone else that it’s next week.
I may have accidentally, totally on purpose, bought two pounds of fresh dark red, beautifully sweet cherries. They were on sale for under $2.00 a pound – which, I don’t know what part of the world you live in, but that RARELY happens here – so I totally went a bit cross-eyed in the produce section and bought two pounds. It occurs to me now, as I type this, that