Considering that we've passed mid-January, I'm thinking I better roll out the Christmas posts before it becomes a Christmas in July catastrophe of embarrassing proportions. We'll start with Sisaye Claire's favorite gift. Forget anything I spent any amount of money on. After I hit the sack Christmas Eve, my mother couldn't resist dropping her traditional Christmas orange into each stocking. And the rest was history:
Hours later, she was still working on it.
And now, for an Easter preview: