I'm going to go see Santa at the Mall today with the G-babies...I had a friend say, "you LIVE with Santa!" (My husband is a U.P.S. Man)...I told him, "no, I live with THE GRINCH!" Poor Monty---he comes home every night this magical time of the year with a "ba-humbug," look on his wind burned face! Delivering all Santa's gifts, and working 13 hour days out in the blustery weather---can't blame him. Yep, for the past 24 years that he's worked for U.P.S. I'm always on my own, every holiday season, cooking, baking, shopping, wrapping, decorating, etc.,---I tend to forget what his handsome, weather-worn, face even looks like this time of the year! Bright side---the overtime he makes helps us to buy the gifts that some other hard working U.P.S. man will deliver this season~
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas!!