Well, my plans for returning home with nothing but carry-on luggage have been thwarted…too much Christmas loot. It’s a wonderfully odd collection of things…sprinker hoses from my dad, a beautiful fountain pen from my pal Ty, some cashmere socks and a scarf…a suitcase fulla soap and mustard. Yep, mustard).
Weather permitting, I’ll walk into town with my sister Sue Ann tomorrow. The only jobs that need doing tomorrow is to drink some coffee (Pannikin Coffee & Tea) and walk off some of that cranberry cake.
