Humbug! . . . I mean . . . Happy Monday!

I know I've been a bit of a Scrooge so far this year... 

My apologies.  It's just that there seem to be too many jobs to do and not enough of me to do them.  There have been a few small victories, however.

For instance, I feel I should report on my success at the post office:

Over $150.00 later...poor, but so very happy!

This year's receipt is perhaps even longer than last year's, but every bit as sweet.  We experienced a Christmas miracle, pulling into the post office around 10:00 Friday night only to find that there was no line at all.  We always go to the 24 hr. airport p.o. and it's usually pretty late by the time we get there, but last year we waited an hour just to park!  So to have the entire ordeal over in just under an hour was sweet indeed. 

(That great experience will probably not be a good deterrent for next year's procrastination, however.  Know thyself.)

Sweeter still was having Hannah whisk the receipt from my hand and go after it with a pair of scissors.  In her capable fingers, the dreaded receipt became this:

and then this:

It's just wonderful to have 

a snowflake genius on staff when you need one!

Still plenty to do before the big day, however . . .

Hmmmmm...

Let's see if she's as good 

with a mop as she is 

with those scissors!