Dad and I just returned from picking up my brother and sister-in-law at the airport. On the way we dropped off Bertha at the repair shop to have the door rebuilt. When driving home from Vegas a couple weeks ago I looked back and saw the top of the door flapping in the wind...hopefully this will solve that little inconvenience. :)

Something about picking up family at the airport has finally made it seem like Christmas. I guess it has something to do with the deep-seated emotion of family tradition -- doesn't seem quite real until everyone is home. And now that they made it in, I can hope wholeheartedly for a big snow storm tonight! Of course everyone is now napping and I'm racking my brain for a cheerful podcasting topic for today's episode. I just finished making a triple batch of rice krispies. I tell you what, if someone invented a device that made it so not everything in the kitchen ended up covered in sticky marshmallows -- that person would have my gratitude. ;)