Dear friends, I finally delivered cards and gifts to local family members. It sounds bad I know; Christmas Eve was a long day & I didn’t feel like driving around town delivering at night. No one seemed offended so that was good! When I called my 40 years old brother by my 16 years old son’s name for not the first time, he suggested that I have some sort of mental disassociation where I really feel that age! Huh? I think it’s fairly usual for 40-something mothers of 4 to get some names mixed up; and that I’m allowed to amongst family! What do you think?