I’m headed to the big snowy city of Minneapolis to go Christmas shopping.
Why can’t Christmas be about Jesus birth, family, and lots of food? Who needs more stuff?
And why is Donald Duck singing Jingle Bells going through my head? Hear it?
I think I may be directly related to Scrooge.
(At least I get to stay at my mother in law’s! That will be fun. We usually talk quilting!)
See ya later when I’m done shopping and in a good mood again!