I know it is a major blogger faux pas to re-post BUT in our defense jet lag is real and set in for me on day 2 after being home. 3 a.m. seems to be the new 7 a.m....ughhh... So, I am re-posting my sweet baby angel post from last year because once again this is how I am feeling and I left all my creative juices in London...
A little strung out...
This is the angel my parents put on top of their tree every year. I am sure she used to be pretty. She is 50. About 10 years ago we started calling her the crack angel. About 5 years ago my brother took her mug shot. My mom does not think we are funny. I think we are hilarious!
This is kind of how I feel... A little strung out with last minute things to do....
Minus the crack part, or the jail part. Though a night with undisturbed sleep away from home does not sound bad.
(kind of brings all new meaning to 'Angels we have heard on high')
Anyway, Hooper and I hope your Christmas is Merry and Bright. (Not police car flashing light bright, tree light bright!)
Enjoy your weekend!
Bye, bye birdie,