One day, it’s prayer shawls.
The next, it’s slot machines.
I am a complex individual, and a poster-child for Grace.
I absolutely adore Christmas, but, conversely, I am always glad when it’s over, too.
(And by the way, I didn’t make it to the casino last night. By the time I got finished with my writing, I just wanted to eat a nice dinner and go to bed.)
What will be the subject of tomorrow’s blog?
Who knows?
I’ll let you know when I find out.