Christmas helper and Morrissey's Pub

Adding his freshly bathed (in the kitchen sink) mousie to a gift bag

Writing every card with me

My little Christmas elf, Mr. Martin, is responsible for the lack of ornaments (and a tree!) in the house. Trying to make up for his evil ways, he is helping me wrap every present and write every card. He is especially helpful when chewing on the pen I am writing with.

If you received a card (with messy handwriting), you would know that on the front was a photo of the pub and former grocer in my Granny's hometown in Ireland. Husband and I had a great time at the old homestead catching up with my cousins. Tony and Rose served an excellent dinner and there were plenty of stories from them, and Geraldine and Donal, and Liam and Mary. After dinner, we went to the pub for more stories and a few pints. 

We had too much fun there as well, so I sent Morrissey's a card. I was quite pleased when they responded with an email or 2, showing the pub all decorated for the holidays, AND my card behind the bar. It was appropriately draped over some Guinness bottles.