Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
Hold it right there. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong!
Obviously Mr. Moore didn’t take time to actually check on the mice. All he had to do was remove the grandfather clock face to see what the mice were really up to.
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There was a time when I needed place cards because I regularly hosted dinner parties.
That however was a long, long time ago. That was back when I religiously memorized every issue of Martha Stewart Living.
Then life changed. Martha donned her Orange is the New Black party clothes and my life became consumed by family health care needs.
Sadly, nowadays–my guest list is purely imaginary. But hey! At least my imaginary guests will have place cards to die for! Read the rest of this entry