Merry Beading to all and to all a Good night!

T’was just before Christmas, and the malls were all hopping. Not a beader was beading, they were all madly shopping. Oh, the beads and the tools were all lined up with care, in the hopes that spare moments soon would be there. The kids were distracted, farmed out with their Gran, it was now the last minute – and a do-or-die plan. Just a few left to go, it’s a workable list. I’m checking it twice so that no one is missed. There’s relatives coming; I’ve baking to do; and wrapping and boxing and cleaning and Whew! We all love …