I am trying very hard to maintain my sense of the Christmas spirit despite the fact that a certain company royally screwed up a gift order. The only saving grace is that this present does not need to be given until Sunday. If it had to be given today or tomorrow I think I would have crawled into bed and cried - after screaming on the phone of course - because just minutes before I discovered the screw-up, I'd been feeling that exhausted type of relief that comes from using every last bit of emotional wherewithal and my body ached in that way it does after you've tensed up all of your muscles right before impact during an auto crash. It's been a too-short, very busy December. But, as it is, I will deal with them on Friday and tonight I will enjoy the show here and be happy to see friends and try to concentrate on things that do not involve commerce or lines or teeth-gritting.

Happy Holidays to you and yours.