Thought I was finished. NOT! My mother needs to do some Christmas shopping; sooo, I am off to Roanoke,Virginia, a larger city than where we live, and a dangerous city. I think it was reported on our local news that Roanoke is the third most dangerous city in our country, for stealings, stabbings, killings, and such.

Oh well, we'll be at the mall, and then lunch at Olive Garden. Perhaps we can avoid most of the bad guys today. I really find it difficult to believe that a smaller southern city such as Roanoke, would be any more dangerous than a large city. However, I am not too awfully worried because it has been said that "snakes crawl at night..." (when you link, scroll down to the song title; click on to hear good ole' Charley Pride)

I love to shop. I do have a few little extras to pick up; you know, those "just in case" kind of things. Plus, I probably can think of a few things I need for myself. I hope Sam doesn't sneak in here while I'm gone, and read that line.

Merry, Merry!