2012 – Holidays with a stack of books, a ham (I’m not referring to my husband), and a desert sojourn
Top dog and I are venturing out for a spell.
At Midnight on Christmas Eve look for Santa and his reindeer flying above Wilshire Blvd.
In the morning I’ll be cooking for twenty-one. Oh my!
I wish you all a joyous-warm-wonderful holiday, Vickie