Greetings from NOVA, where the tea is perking and there's Tori Amos on the new iPod speaker dock. Eva is playing with her new felt food, and we're waiting for the weather to improve before we make the trek up to Baltimore for the day.
All is well, and I'm too relaxed to even consider what I should or shouldn't be blogging about right now. Somehow, for this moment, I feel like everything is going to be alright, which is just about as much of a merry Christmas as I could have asked for.
Meanwhile, I think there may be a leftover piece of fruit stollen calling my name...
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