And another thing...

Proof of my possession.

Almost forgot to take pictures of what was inside all those many cans I gave out for Christmas this year.




The mice are always a big hit, along with the chocolate covered cherry balls and the shortbread cookies. However, the entity that once inhabited my body (namely one of Martha Stewarts producers) has left the building and I am back to microwave dinners.

But on my own, unpossessed, I do boil a mean piece of toast.