It is Christmas Eve

It is Christmas Eve and I am in El Paso, TX (the big litter box). I just got finished wrapping Lisa’s last gift of the season and I hope she likes it because odd shapes are a pain to wrap. I would say what it is but she reads this blog too. All the stockings are hung and the house looks like Norman Rockwell painted the plans for it. There are pies and cakes and such strewn about the kitchen and if I could only find some Gingerbread I would make a house.