I am getting there with all my Christmas preps. The tree is decorated, the stockings are hung and visions of sugarplums are dancing in my head. Or maybe that is the pain of the toothache making my head dance. There are daggers sticking in my leg belonging to a white kitty wanting my lap. He is there now.LOL He smells so good. He has been outside all day. His favorite place to be is in my lap. Right now he is laying on one of my arms making it a bit difficult to type.
I have done some more shopping. I love Christmas. I bought some stuff for the boy's sister. She is 6 months younger than Brook. She likes girl stuff. There is not a tomboyish bone in her body. I got her some baby doll stuff.
made some banana bread today. It tastes good. The only problem is 2 loaves came out of the pans nicely and two broke in half. Oh well. I guess I have some banana bread to eat!
Does anybody know why the more you clean the more there is to clean? Is it some sort of weird Murphy's Law?