Still the Holidays

Mostly, our living room has been neatened, but the flotsam and jetsam of the day is still scattered around in the unexpected scrap of wrapping paper or the wayward walnut that rolled under the ottoman. Lithus is back to work. I woke this morning with a plot in my head. This week, I have a doctor's appointment and a haircut. All very ordinary things.

And yet the house is still decorated. My afternoon coffee will still have a splash of eggnog rather than cream. This week I've promised myself a pecan pie and Lithus more butter tarts. We have a dinner and an event to attend for New Year's Eve...

Delightfully, the holidays don't just stop because Christmas Day passes. Which works for me.

Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.