Happy holidays! Since arriving home Tuesday night, I’ve been sucked into the vortex of Christmas at the parents’, a nonstop whirlwind of baking, wrapping, bow-tying, and, still, shopping, which is where we’re headed now. A few items on the fly:
My poem is up today at Coudal Partners. I haven’t had the guts to listen. Hope it turned out all right.
There are three really curious cats around here, and one enormous bedecked tree. They seem utterly disinclined to jump on it. Are stories of cats downing Christmas trees mainly apocryphal? Send your true tales of tree mayhem to me.
I’m about to be left behind! More later.