I'm inside on the warm but much too small loveseat. Contemplating going out in the snow and it's inevitable, I have to go. We're trimming the tree at Edith's house and I'm looking forward to it. The freezing cold flakes and slick icy walkways, not so much.
My place is sadly in need of Christmas decorations. My laziness combined with lack of will has resulted in a home barren of all holiday cheer except for one red and green present waiting to be wrapped. Sad sad. It is only December 10 so there is hope.
Over and out,