Oh, dear. Judging from some of my comments from yesterday's post, I believe I may have given y'all the mistaken impression that it was me that actually made all those cookies, wrapped those gifts, decorated the Christmas tree, and posed Frodo the corgi under the tree.
Since it's Christmas and all, well, almost -- the advent wreath has only one more candle to light.....
.....in the spirit of the goodness of the season I have to confess.
Yes. All these pictures were indeed taken at my house. That is my Christmas tree and that is a table-full of yummy frosted and decorated cookies. I am responsible for all that good stuff.
But I didn't do it. Here's how I (and my houseful of family and guests) made it all happen:
Julia: I want y'all to make some cookies!
Julia: Decorate the tree. AND wrap up a zillion gifts -- which many of you have purchased -- and arrange them attractively under said tree. Frodo! Get your doggie hinder in here and look cute!
Julia: Hey! There's dishes to be done!
Julia: Don't forget the laundry. Get on it, people.
I suppose I should also post a picture of my big butt sitting on a kitchen stool directing traffic as well, but I'm SO NOT going to do that. My honesty does have it's limits.
I think I'm going to need to ice my finger. Oh, and maybe splint it. It's had a real workout.