There's been a bit of radio silence here in my "closet." Scott asked me the other day why I make Christmas such a to-do, and while it's because I really LOVE Christmas, I also recognize that between my crazy festive plans and schedules and the general stress of our latest purchase (we just bought our first car... An important step in cutting the apron strings from our parents that is long overdue but an important step to take nonetheless.) I've probably contributed to the fact Scott just doesn't get all crazy over Christmas like I do. Rather than waiting for Scott to sit me down and teach me the word "no" like he has to every year, I'm scaling back on my obligations. While I hope to have time to read (but maybe not comment) and perhaps stop in once or twice (and show you the new car -- once I stop stressing over it long enough to sleep through the night), if I don't get a chance, have the merriest of Christmas and happier of new year.