I'm Dreaming of a Wet Christmas

Merry Christmas to you, if that's what you celebrate. I don't, particularly, so I'm working this morning, listening to the sleet/rain bounce off the roof, trying to get something accomplished to start the week. I have piles and piles of books and magazines and this afternoon I'd like to make tiny dent there. I may also try to respond to the many holiday cards I've received, but that may have to wait . . .