Tired, tired, tired, tired.
I have blisters on both my feet.
And I'm still missing one present.
I noticed that the stores do not seem as full this year as they have on other occasions. In the third place, IKEA, I found parking in the first aisle I turned into. The line-ups went faster than usual; most people, even in IKEA, were carrying bags rather than pushing loaded carts.
And at 5:30, when I finally headed home, the traffic was sparse and flowing smoothly.
I wonder what that means.
And at 5:30, when I finally headed home, the traffic was sparse and flowing smoothly.
I wonder what that means.
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Photo; crabapples, Strathcona, this summer. Just because they look Christmassy.
When I had my own tree, I put them up in pint jars, with a standard light syrup and cinnamon sticks. They made an excellent garnish for holiday meals.
When I had my own tree, I put them up in pint jars, with a standard light syrup and cinnamon sticks. They made an excellent garnish for holiday meals.
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