Honey, hiding in plain sight on the couch under blankets won't get them to leave you alone. (Neither will staying in bed.) Good morning!

Blessing (& a bit of humility): big truck problem was caused by (ahem) mice chewing wires. (Wish WE would have figured it out, not dealer)

Duh moment of the day: sent January bulletin covers to printer with 2009 on them. Guess I'll be doing a bit of work today after all.

Hey! I didn't know Catholicism was a religion from the depths of hell. Why didn't anyone tell me before now? (yes, that's sarcasm)

Mary and peace. How do they go together for you?

"I used to hate Christmas." Thus begins my latest at Today's Catholic Woman. Read the rest here: ping.fm/yaS4o

Thuds and screams upstairs do not scare me. The fact that she's insisting on a big girl bed, though, does. Do I sob...or cheer?

He put his email on a form. I asked why. Him: I'll check it...sometime. Me: why not just forward it to me like before? (Secret's out now.)

Topping my list of favorite things about Christmas: it's a season of 12 days (at least) of celebrating! Yay!

Tinkertoys were far superior when they were made of wood. We'll make do with (pink! purple!) plastic, though with a sigh.