Tongue In Cheek
I got a new camera for Christmas. My husband can’t stand to see me struggle over anything, and although I never complain, there must be a look. A frustrated glaring at whatever device I’m mangling into some modicum of acceptable performance. For instance, he gave
…in with the new, as the old saying goes. Yesterday I took the tree and decorations down. Some will think, but what about the Twelve Days of Christmas leading up to the Feast of Epiphany? A twelve days of Christmas celebration never took place in
Right about now? I sure do need me a good healthy dose of Robert Earl Keen.
An update. Remember this post? It got worse before it got better. Obviously we’d been hearing “noises” for a while. After the last rant about this issue, we went right out and bought one of those Hav-A-Hart traps – only, we didn’t use it right