My sister called me yesterday to tease me about yesterday’s post.
“Candy? Carols? What happened to the penitential season of Advent?”
“I’ve been doing penance for 6 months,” I protested.
“And, seriously, you didn’t leave him any shopping to do for you?”
“He wasn’t supposed to be home until the 28th!”
“You are going to bake cookies, right?” Not having Christmas cookies is a mortal sin in our world.
“Good grief, woman! I’ll get to it. Eventually.”
Mental note: little sisters scrutinize blog posts more harshly than the average reader.