So it was recently suggested to me that I should be blogging about how I turned my house into a cheap knock-off replica of a Mall Santa-Land....sans the Santa.  I ran myself so ragged that I went to sleep around 10 a.m. Christmas morning and am just now waking up.  Seriously.

So here's a peek into my inability to control myself.  (You can click-a-pic and scroll through them.  If you want.)  Next year I might just hire a shady Santa to come sit on my sofa from 4-6 p.m. and keep my front door open.