Since I have about five Christmas decorations up (waiting for the sales to stock up since I ditched some tattered Christmas stuff in Iowa during the move), I have to live vicariously through my friends who have NOT abandoned all yuletide cheer. Like my friend Bob for example. A gal I've known for over fifteen years. I adore Bob's house like crazy. Not coveting, but close. The woman is the master (or is it mistress?) of details. I'm inviting myself over for another playdate.
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Posted by karen at 8:46 PM