I just love being simultaneously wide-awake and exhausted at 4 a.m., simply because your body thinks it's still in Paris. Oh well; if the husband insists that you accompany him on one of his business trips, then it's hard* to complain about being dragged to the City of Light (see why it got that name?). Incidentally, this photo was taken from our hotel room balcony; the man does like to travel in style.
So here I am in my pajamas, blogging, working away on the happy cat hat and trying not to wake the children. No photos of the hat just now, sorry; it's supposed to be an Xmas gift for the teenaged stepdaughter, and she has been granted blog access (although I'm sure she has better things to do than snoop around in Stepmom's blog). "Trying not to wake...?" Yes, those rabies tags clink together quite musically, reminding me of...sleigh bells?! I fully expect the small ones to come racing down the stairs at any moment, yelling "Santa's early!"
*but clearly not impossible
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