Well - in the hustle and bustle of trying to get finished with the little gift I wanted to do, I tripped and jammed my foot into the door jam, and I think that 2 toes are not what they should be. I also ran into the book shelf when I tripped, and I thought sure I was going to knock it down. DH was standing there, and I was asked what I was tryng to do. I just looked at him and calmly told him - "breaking my toes". This may be fun tomorrow when I have to stand and make bread. Needless to say, I will not be making the last minutes little tuck in for the girls. They can get them next year. LOL
now and a cuppa tea maybe or eggnog.