The mysterious package

Ding dong! Several days before Christmas, I heard the doorbell ring. My husband opened the door but I was upstairs and couldn't see who was there. A few minutes later I watched our neighbor Kris jogging off. I inquired of my husband what had transpired and saw that he was holding a wrapped gift in his hand. I gave him a quizzical look and he let me know this was his business and I'd have to wait until Christmas morning to find out what it was all about.

I thought about the gift off and on for the next few days. Kris' wife, Sandy, is my friend and client with many talents, and I knew she must be involved, but the gift was labeled to me from my husband. Hmmm. What had he asked her to make? We give three gifts - something to read, wear, and do. It was something soft and I couldn't imagine that he would have asked her to make something for me to wear, and if he had, what on earth would it be?

I like to figure things out. I allow all of the little facts to gather in my brain and then I sort through them and arrive at a conclusion. More often than not, I am dead on right. This had me baffled and I finally gave up trying.

Stay tuned. Tomorrow I will reveal the contents. Until then . . .

InJoy,
Cristi