Anyhow, I also must skip the details of Christmas here -- the futile search for corn meal on Christmas morning -- (If I leave a check to cover damages, cost of police response time, as well as the cost of the flour would it still be a crime to break into the supermarket?).
...but the dressing was just fine without it.
And what is the difference between dressing and stuffing anyway or is it a class distinction?
The grandboys had fun. And why aren't there real words for expressing gender differences among grandchildren?
And the grandbaby turned into a grandgirl overnight.
And we survived the mandatory family group shot.
Ony 363 days to next Christmas. And I plan to sleep through New Year's Eve which has become my favorite tradition.