A String of Little Things

It occurred again to me today how life really is merely a series of small events which, when taken together, comprise the sum total of a person's experience and thus, existence.

Here's the sunrise on Thanksgiving morning, taken from atop a hill nearby during the Annual Thanksgiving Hike:





A few short days later, a little boy I love turned 5 years old and celebrated at a local gymnastics center:





Sometime shortly thereafter, a hottub was delivered and set up at our house:





In what seemed like a blink, a lighted tree and festive stockings appeared:





And then my dear sister, Susie asked for cookies:





May the coming year bring you and yours an endless string of little things, and may they be filled with laughter and love. Happy Holiday Season!!

Why Target is my favorite store...

Because when I took back a vaccuum that didn't work -- without a receipt -- they merely asked me to show the card I'd used to pay for it, looked up my date of purchase, sent me to the vaccuum department for a replacement, and exchanged it for a new one, no further questions asked.

The customer service guy even smiled and made little jokes during the transaction. During the holiday shopping season, no less!

This makes me happy. Also? My carpets. Unvaccuumed pet hair makes them sad.

Explanation

Look... it's snowing like crazy, and we just got our hottub delivered and set up this week.

Any questions? I thought not. Now, excuse me... there's some 103F water calling my name.