I have been cleaning house all day long and putting up the Christmas decorations. Boy, what a hugejob! Of course the decorations have been up since Halloween for the open house and every thing is covered with dust. A good cleaning is in order besides packing up the goodies. Of course, I had to put Christmas in every room.... dumb me. We live in a split level house (BIG mistake) and the storage is downstairs so that means; up with the boxes, down with the decor. My back is nearly broken in half and I was complaining (along with the muscles) and I came into my art room to just set for a while and I set down at the computer and I saw this little clipping from my dear Mother. I just had to share it with you. It says so very much and was a little bit of a rib punch when I started to complain to the Lord about my weary bones. In "MY", Christmas was very easy work....Melissa cooked EVERYTHING and even cleaned up for me! What a blessing she was to me this year; more than any other time, I appreciated all of her delicious labors on my behalf. So we have left overs and I could just get undecorated. What a gal!!! That's all for now. I am headed to bed and it is only 8:30pm. Night everyone!