As I said, Sarah would soooooooooooooo be able to write my Christmas post to “Twas the Night before Christmas“. Enjoy:   Twas the morning of Christmas, and left on her porch, a bag of potatoes from Donna next door! The bears won’t be hungry this Christmas day; not that they’ll eat them again until May. The day started rough with glasses amiss, pillows were tossed, the room searched forthwith! Resigning their fate to the bedroom elves, spare glasses were acquiredRead more