Baby David

My brother David was born on this day... a long time ago. He was a handsome baby and an adoreable child. Carlene still has the "curl" she cut off the top of his curley head when he was a babe. You can probably see the beginning of the infamous curl in the first photo.
What is interesting to me however is the last photo. It is a picture of Baby David and Baby Catherine, but it looks like Matthew (David's son) is holding me. The power of genetics amazes me.

Happy Birthday David!

P.S. Does it looks like Baby David is trying to crush my head? Nah, I'm being paranoid, he would never do anything like that.

TIMBER!

I proudly decorated my Christmas tree a week ago and I must say it was beautiful. It was decorated in silver balls, dangling silver snowflakes and stars. It had 300 white lights on it and it looked like a Winter Ice Sculpture. I would have taken a picture, but it was so sparkly that a photograph could not do it justice.

The kittens, to my amazement, have pretty much been ignoring it. Tonight however, when I returned home from Anne's birthday party, I entered the house to find the tree on the living room floor. There were ornaments in the kitchen, entry and bathroom. There were shards of silver glass under every piece of furniture I own.

So, I swept up the damage, gathered all my ornaments from the outer regions of the house and then preceded to dismantle the tree. It now stands naked in the corner waiting to be put in it's box. I'll be honest, I'm kind of mad right now.

MERRY CHRISTMAS from one of the culprits!

Christmas Confessional

Being a Christian, it’s in my spiritual DNA to love this holiday. I do love Christmas, but today I want to confess, one of the reasons I enjoy the holidays so much has nothing to do with the “reason for the season”.

I love the colors, smells, and decorations of Christmas. I like Christmas trees so much that I want to have a Christmas Forest. Currently I have three trees and none are decorated, go figure. Regardless, I have lots of ornaments, expensive ones (purchased half price on Dec. 26th through the years) and homemade ones. Remember the ones we made in Elementary School out of Styrofoam egg cartons and pipe cleaners? Weren't they tacky?

I love the baking that is traditional with the holidays. This is the time of year when Russian Tea Cakes, Divinity and Fudge abound. This is also the time of year that Mom made Spiced Tea and the only time we drink it.

I like the movies and music we all associate with the holidays, especially the old stuff. Bing Crosby singing Jingle Bells or White Christmas is the best. Oddly enough, however, I can't stand Christmas Cantatas.

If you are a lost soul (Christian or otherwise), rent It’s a Wonderful Life and watch it like finding your happiness on earth depended on it. I think it sums up the meaning of life pretty well.

I like the idea of Santa Claus. I remember vividly the day I realized there was no Santa, it happened just last week. My favorite part of Christmas as a kid was the stocking. Mom hung our stocking on the post of our beds. It was great to wake up at 4 in the morning and burrow through that billowing bag of benevolence while we waited for the adults to wake up....would they EVER get up?

I love gifts. I know they say it is better to give than to receive, but I like both. I like to wrap presents because I like boxes and paper and bows and the little tags we put on them. And I LOVE IT when I receive a gift that is wrapped exceptionally well (in a box). It is my believe that a mediocre gift wrapped well will be well received. It's the attention to details that make the difference.

As you can see, I am a sucker for packaging. The Christmas season is “packaged” so magically. It glitters, twinkles, and sparkle and I love every frivolous, goofy thing that comes only during this time of year.

Forgive me.

It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year

To me, the most wonderful time of year starts in October and ends in January, and these are the reasons why:

1. Fall Colors


2. October begins with the Brazoria County Parade and Fair. This is a big deal to ANYONE who grew up in Brazoria county. Schools shut down early and ALL the high school bands marched in the parade? Who out there on the enterweb marched in the parade? I did! Also, the weather changes in South Texas during this time of year and it had such a huge impact on me growing up that I call the first cool front "Brazoria County Fair Parade weather." Oh, oh, oh and I just remembered that I entered a Needlepoint (or was it Embroidery?) project in the fair and got a ribbon. I think a red ribbon.


3. Texas High School Football Season and Homecoming (mums)



4. The clothes, I look better in layering and bulky sweaters.


5. October 18th starts off the Hanna Family Birthday season with Carlene's birthday, then Catherine, Glory, Bill, Dad, David and then Tom in January.


6. Halloween, pagan, I know, but it is fun and I love the colors. I love pumpkins, carved or not.


7. The Twelve Days of Catherine


8. Thanksgiving, again with the colors. I love Pumpkin Pie.


9. Christmas (more on that later)


10. Did you know Glory and I were in Time Square together one New Years Eve? Can someone say CROWDED?


11. Resolutions and the hope that comes with a new year and a new beginning.

Oh, but there is one thing I don't like about this time of year: day light savings time. It's dark at 6 p.m. and that makes me tired. It's all mental, I know.

Today is Dad's Birthday

Today is B.T. Hanna's birthday?
It's interesting to me how a person can be dead but we still remember them on their birthdays. I guess it's because I have had more years remembering (and sometimes forgetting) Dad's birthday than I have remembering his deathday.
Dad died in May (can't remember the year). It was final exam week and I remember the first person I told he had died was Philip Shirley; we were standing outside the annex at RFHS.
I have all these vivid memories, but I can't remember the day it happened.
I miss him..... a lot.

My Brush With Fame

This weekend I visited with my good friends David and Gail Roaten in San Marcos. David reminded me several times to bring my guitar, and of course I forgot. I wasn't worried because I knew David had 3 guitars of his own: a Hernandez classical guitar, an Ovation, and a custom made Collings.

When I got to town David told me their neighbor had a best friend from high school visiting. This "best friend" was from Nashville and turned out to be the lead guitarist for the group Lonestar.

http://www.lonestar.mu/

So how great a surprise it was to spend a couple of hours listening to Mike Britt playing a great guitar greatly.

O Tannenbaum

O Christmas tree, o Christmas tree
How loyal are your leaves/needles!
You're green not only in the summertime,
No, also in winter when it snows.
O Christmas tree, o Christmas tree
How loyal are your leaves/needles!

O Christmas tree, o Christmas tree
You can please me very much!
How often has not at Christmas time
A tree like you given me such joy!
O Christmas tree, o Christmas tree,
You can please me very much!
O Christmas tree, o Christmas tree

Your dress wants to teach me something:
Your hope and durability
Provide comfort and strength at any time.
O Christmas tree, o Christmas tree,
That's what your dress should teach me.

Prince William

Since I have been organizing Carlene’s old black and white photos I can’t help but notice how many shots there are of Billy Carl. He is the first born and naturally B.T. and Carlene couldn’t get enough of their heir to the thrown. Look at him for heaven sacks, he’s adorable, and today is his 60th birthday.

I Don't Think You're Ready for this Jelly

For those of you just tuning in, I was prescribed a "hormone" to stimulate my appetite. I was pretty skeptical at first, but it appears to be working. I am wondering how "fat" I can get. I wonder if I will acheive my life long goal to one day weigh 100 lbs? Hanna women gain weight in their butts first, so I am telling you all now that I will need new pants for Christmas. I love it!

Glory Hallelujah!

Today is my big sister Glory's birthday. She is MUCH older than me. Here are some thing you need to know about her:

1. Type A personality


2. Punctual/organized


3. Generous


4. Band nerd


5. Drama geek (even still)


6. Bossy


7. Morning Person


8. Vente Quad Breve Latte


9. Funny


10. My favorite sister!

My Life at Forty?

What I am about to post was written in 1991. I was substitute teaching in a computer class at Lake Jackson Middle School. The kids were told to write about their futures and were given several areas to include in their essay. I decided to do it with them. I am almost embarrassed to share this, but I laughed out loud (more than once) when I reread it today, low these many years later. I decided you deserved a laugh too, so remember, you are laughing WITH me, not at me.

October 9, 1991

My Life at Forty

Considering life isn’t really suppose to start until you are 40, I am excited about the future. I will begin attending University of Houston at Clear Lake in the spring to start my graduate studies. I am going back to school to insure that at age 40 I will not STILL be a substitute teacher in the Brazosport Independent School District. At 40 I see myself in a full time education position. I will also pursue writing in my spare time specializing in curriculum development. I enjoy working with young people and want to train other adults how to work with youth by sponsoring training workshops and possibly writing a training manual.

I want to live at 1630 West 5th in Freeport, Texas [the corner of 5th and Yaupon]. This is the abandoned 3 bedroom house that is in need of restoration. I plan to acquire this house at a nominal price and restore it to perfection. One of the rooms will be an office for my private business. The office will be decorated in black and gray, with mahogany furnishings. I will have a computer (IBM compatible), a laser printer and a FAX machine.

My home will also have a breakfast area off the kitchen with a lot of windows and French doors out to the backyard. My yard will be beautifully green, with flowering shrubs and a vegetable garden. I love my house.

On November 12th I will be 29 years old which does not leave me much time for a large family, therefore if I marry and have children, my family will be small. My husband will be a nice, funny guy who wears a suit and beautiful ties.

My annual income will be a set salary determined by the state and the school district of which I am employed. This is all speculation, because as an educator I am not restricted to only working for a school district. I hope to make at least $35,000.00 as a teacher and a free lance writer. I think this is reasonable.

Concerning my income, I would also like to note that I like to save and invest money, so I plan to have a financial portfolio, which could boost my annual income by about $10,000 to $20,000.

I will drive a four door sedan of some kind, some options are: Nissan Maxima, Honda Accord or a BMW. I just want a nice car that runs well and is safe, maybe a Volvo.

The Party Never Ends

Due to popular demand my birthday celebration will be extended to Wednesday the 16th for lunch at Panjo's with my friends. You are more than welcome to come.

Catherine Eve

It was the day before Catherine and all through the house, not a creature was stirring.... oh who am I kidding, the kittens are bouncing off the walls. If they weighed more they would be knocking over furniture. I have two left from the four that Shane rescued and brought to me. Don't get me wrong, I love kittens, but honestly there is something called too much of a good thing.
Anyway, the two left are called Buttons (girl) and Bo (boy). It's so much fun, but I wonder about Tammy Faye (remember the white kitty). After all she is still a kitten and she has been relegated to a lesser rank before she had her full glory in the new kitten limelight.
I also wonder if that is how it is in human families. Does the baby of the family feel cheated when the newer, cuter baby comes along? Huh David?

Catherine’s Wishes and Wants List 2006

Note: High Priority Items listed first.

A Gift Certificate at:
Horizon Vet Clinic (361-729-7484) – They are expecting your call.

A Year’s Supply of any of the following:
Folgers Classic Roast Coffee (18 vacuum sealed bricks for a year’s supply)

Laundry Detergent (Tide with or w/o Bleach or Gain)
Paper Towels (Brawny or Viva)
Cat Litter (Tidy Cat)
Jumbo Sized Cotton Balls (2 bags?)

Gift Cards at the following order of importance:
H.E.B.
Starbucks
iTunes (available at Target, Wal-Mart or Walgreen’s)
Golden Needles Quilt Shop - (361) 729-7873

Presents of Interest
Sony Cyber-shot® DSC-W7 Digital Camera
With ACC-CN3M Cyber-shot® Starter Kit
And AC-LS5K Portable AC Adapter

Needs or Wants?

In October I began mulling over in my head the items that will go on the “Catherine’s Wishes and Wants List 2006”. What with the 12 Days of Me and then Christmas coming up I feel I can never be too prepared. My circle knows about this list and some will even ask for a copy. How do they know about it? I consult with many about what should go on it; as a matter of fact that is what the whole “Year’s Supply” post was about. I was looking for ideas.
My list is always predominately needs driven. My thought is, if I can get something given to me that I need (toilet paper and coffee) then that frees up my budget money for other lesser needs (prescription drugs and dental).
Once I was trying to persuade a friend to ask for things he needed for Christmas instead of a scope for his gun. He argued with me that gifts should be not what you need but what you want. I agree, that would be great, unless you’re out of toilet paper, underwear, or your A.D.D. medicine. Don’t get me wrong, there are things on my list that I don’t need, like the Sony Cyber-shot® DSC-W7 Digital Camera from my 2005 list. And even though it isn’t a high priority with me it WILL be resubmitted on the 2006 list because no one bought if for me last year AND I still want it real bad.
I still think it’s always better to have your needs met. Looking back on the 2005 list I noticed several items I didn’t get (the robe, the towels, the Land's End tote bag) and one year later I don’t care. Hummm, maybe I didn’t really need them after all. One of the big challenges in life is learning what it is you truly need and appreciating what you already have.

Taking the Birthday Bull by the Horns

I'm learning that expectations can ruin anything, so when it comes to expectations on your birthday, my advice is the keep them humble.
I mentioned in the 12 days of Catherine (November 1-12) post to take the birthday bull by the horns, but I wanted to stop and take a moment to say it's really all about attitude.
On the 13th I will be able to tell you good things about all 12 days. Good because sometimes I make it happen, like scheduling a hair appointment or pedicure. Good because sometimes others make it happen, like this year I got an email on the 1st from my niece in Amsterdam and at the end she said, "Happy 1st Day of Catherine." :)
But mostly, good because good things happen everyday and it's about learning to acknowledge with gratitude the life you have been given (OMG, I sound like Oprah).

The Twelve Days of Catherine

I have no sympathy for people who get their feelings hurt because someone forgot their birthday. It's YOUR birthday; take charge! This being said, please forgive me for being lacks in the annual 12 days of Catherine campaign.
I loved birthdays growing up, I don't care who was having one in our family. If it was mom's birthday you can almost bet Tom and I would fix her breakfast in bed. She was always so awesome about eating it.....blah! Once I saved Big Bonus stamps and bought her a new set of drinking glasses for the house.
Bill, Glory and David would sometimes drive down from Houston for birthdays and or special events. I enjoyed these times so much because even though they were grown and living in the big city, when they came to visit their presence always made our house feel more like home.
My birthday is November 12 (it's been that day my whole life). I noticed very early that the build up and anticipation of a birthday always last longer than the actual day itself. It can be anticlimactic. A day is too short to celebrate me or anyone else for that matter. And frankly, if you celebrate your birthday on just one day, when it’s over, it’s OVER: no more presents, no more cake, and worse of all, no more attention.
So to everyone I say, give yourself a week (minimum). You’ll have to grab the birthday bull by the horns. For example, when I taught I introduced the 12 day to my students on November 1st. For 12 day I had on the chalkboard gift they could buy me at the local grocery story: toilet paper, cotton balls, Q-tips or maybe a Brita filters, etc. Every year they came through like champs. Exploitative? Yes, but I am shameless. My campaign was so effective that once I ran into an ex-student at a local coffee shop and after our initial "how ya doing?" she looked up in the air like she was counting then she smiled and said, "Happy 5th day of Hanna." OMG that was awesome.
So drag it out, you’ll be doing your friends a service because one day is easy to miss, but celebrating for more than one day gives everyone a chance to be involved at a time that is more convenient for them.
Finally, another good reason to drag out your birthday is when it's over, you’re SATISFIED.

Picture of Carlene

Carlene Turns 80

Happy Birthday Mom! Here's a kiss from me!

Your birthday card is going to be late.....Hanna style!

Monty Hall

Monty Hall was the host of the game show Let's Make a Deal (1963-1977). On this show contestants dressed up in ridiculous costumes and then somehow from their seats got his attention as he walked the aisles. Calling them from their seat Monty would then engage them in some kind of contest. They would win some paltry sum of money and then Monty would say, "Let's make a deal." They were offered a trade, the money for what was behind door number 1, door number 2 or door number 3. Only occasionally would going for a door turn out well for the contestant dressed as an ape, or french maid, or farmer; most of the time they got burned.
A lot of times they would get a Year's SUPPLY of something, like Dinty Moore Beef Stew or ALPO. As a kid, I thought that was lame, but as an adult, who buys groceries, I can see now where that is something to get fired up about. But you know this about me aleady.
So now my thoughts lead me to: What IS a year's supply anyway? For example, I like Kraft Easy Mac and Cheese Cups (99 cents at HEB or 75 cents at Wal-Mart). Currently, I eat one everyday...do the math. It's expensive! I measured the "cups" and calculated how much storage I would need to house 365 Easy Macs and came up with 10 square feet plus room for 5 cups. If I got a years supply, how long before I would be SICK and TIRED of Mac and Cheese. I venture to say January 9th.
So I have concluded that a years supply in all things is not profitable. Currently I am milling around the idea of a years supply of Folgers Classic Roast (the brick kind). It's small, compact and I drink it everyday. I will not get tired of it because well, let's face it, I'm an addict in every sense of the word. I opened up a new "brick" two days ago and will see how long it last. Then I will be prepared to say how many "bricks" I will need to get though a year. I can always store it in the trunk of my car.

A Year's Supply

I have an obsession with toilet paper. It all began when I left home to attend the University of North Texas. While there I started getting care packages from Sue Laza. Every care package contained a variety of snacks and toilet paper. Once, near Christmas, she sent a live Christmas tree. Granted, the he tree was only about a foot tall, but it was fully decorated That box too included snacks and of course, toilet paper.

Back then I wondered how long a roll lasted, and being the home economist in training, I decided to run a field test. This was an independant study and not associated with any toilet paper manufacturer. I dated the inside of the roll in use when it was put on the dispenser. When the roll was finished, I recorded the date and calculated the amount of time the roll lasted. I did this for a while, until I felt I had an adequate amount of data to reach a conclusion. Don't ask.....I forgot the conclusion, but am still left with an impression: a roll of toilet paper doesn't last as long as you would think.

From that point on my dream/obsession/quest was to have a YEARS SUPPLY of toilet paper. Once I went out and purchased what I thought was a years supply, but miscalculated and came up short. So last year for my birthday I asked for toilet paper. I was overwhelmed at the response. I got 4 packs, 12 packs, 24 packs, some were double rolls, and I even got a case of Cottenelles from the ladies at Bay Window. Until recently the case was out in the garage (not a good place when you realized you are out and forgot to restock). So this week I moved all that was left into the bathroom under the sink.

I think I am set until sometime in 2007! And to everyone who participated: thank you. You made my dream come true. Now I need a new "years supply" to ask for on my birthday. Send me ideas.

Oh and I'd like to add, it's been almost 20 years and I still get GREAT packages in the mail from Sue and the last one had a 4 pack in it.

Kittens Galore

I sleep under a blanket of kittens. My life is good.

Audrey Hepburn Gap Ad

From the desk of the Fashion Editor:
I've got some good news and some bad news.

The bad news is that skinny or pencil cut pants are coming back. Well, not coming back, they are here.

The good news is GAP is using Audrey Hepburn to advertise their new Skinny Black Pants.

To see my favorite number from my favorite Audrey Hepburn movie click below (it's also the philosophy by which I live my life):

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=02x1lvGuHa8

Do You Look Familiar?

I was watching "Look Alike" on the TV Guide Channel today and they recruited this quiet, little bakery worker, mouse of a girl and "transformed" her into Eva Longoria (Desperate Housewives). The only reason she was there was because she had been told by EVERYONE that she looks JUST LIKE Eva Longoria, so she decided to go out for this show.
They did a great job with her hair, make-up, wardrobe and then took great pictures of her in a cool, white bikini that looked borrowed from the 60's.
I think it is safe to say we could all look pretty good if we had a team working on us from every angle.
I started wondering who I could pass for with the right hair and make-up. Currently I've ruled out Angelina Jolie and Pamela Sue Anderson. I'll probably have to settle for some rice-cake eating super model, when all I really want to be is Audrey Hepburn.
Who do people say you look like?

Skinny and Skeptical

What does iPod stand for anyway?

Raymond and Lori gifted me with an iPod for their 25th wedding anniversary. For REALZ!

Because this gift came with two free lines (27 characters each) of engraving a huge dilemma was created. What WORDS!
I wrestled for hours, days and nights only to realize the following: I'm not going to find what I'm looking for!
It was in that moment of clarity I remembered, for a long time there was a U2 song that had always touched something in me. When the song came out ('87), I was entrenched in the "charismatic Christian movement" so I let my doctrine get in the way of hearing what they were trying to say. Although, the song flew in the face of what I was being taught at the time, it somehow managed to resonated in that part of me where all my questions are and I could never let it go. Now that I am older, and wiser and not so much in the movement, I see genius in every line:

I have climbed highest mountain
I have run through the fields
Only to be with you
Only to be with you
I have run. I have crawled.
I have scaled these city walls, these city walls
Only to be with you
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
I have kissed honey lips
Felt the healing in her fingertips
It burned like fire
This burning desire
I have spoke with the tongue of angels
I have held the hand of a devil
It was warm in the night
I was cold as a stone
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
I believe in the kingdom come
Then all the colors will bleed into one
Bleed into one
Well yes I'm still running
You broke the bonds and you
Loosed the chains
Carried the cross
Of my shame
Of my shame
You know I believed it
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for

In conclusion, I would like to say that it reminds me of that scripture (that I love) in Philippians 3:12:

Not that I have already obtained, or am already made perfect; but I press on, if it is so that I may take hold of that for which also I was taken hold of by Christ Jesus.

Oh, so from U2 I engraved the following line on my iPod:

But I still haven't found what I'm looking for....


Thank you Raymond and Lori. I was blessed the day you got married (August 22, 1981), even though I wasn't invited to the wedding!

Pictures of Bill

I was recently on Ashley's blog (Guerras in the City) looking at her last post. She created a "sound track" to her life based on songs she was into during different phases of her life. By the way, please go to her site and do the same. She wants visitors!
I've said it before, the Beatles music permeated my early years. So, the first song on my life's "soundtrack" will be: Hey Jude. The song was written by Paul McCartney (genius) to comfort John Lennon's son Julian when John Lennon and his first wife divorced. And although I don't hear it often, the song evokes in me a strong emotional response.
At the time it came out, my brother Bill enlisted in the Air Force and was sent to Korea. We were close and I struggled with the separation. When he came home on leave after basic training, I remember being on an escalator at the airport headed to where we would pick him up. When we reached him everyone was talking and hugging but I couldn't say a word. I was afraid to speak because I knew if I did I would start crying. I was only 5 years old and was confused by my emotions, how could I be so happy and yet want to cry?
Then the day came when we had to take him back. We took group photos and I think you can tell by my face I was on the brink of a break down.On the way home I sat in the back seat with David crying inconsolably. Then over the air waves floated Hey Jude. David made them turn it up. I sang through my tears and was comforted.
Weeping may last for the night, but a shout of joy comes in the morning.
Ps. 30:5

What does OPI stand for anyway?

From the desk of the Fashion Editor:
I went to the store to buy cat food today only to be distracted by the fingernail polish. They have it right there on the end case on purpose you know.
So, does anyone know what OPI stands for? Then I wondered who names these polishes. I picked up a new one today called: Will You Mari-achi Me? Sadly, the color wasn't as cool as the name.
I then wondered if women are ever influenced to purchase by the name OPI gives to a particular color. Sounds like something I would do, but not today; I resisted. Here's my current OPI inventory:

• First Dance
• Lovander
• Nomad's Dream
• Most Honorable Red
• Never Lon-Done Shopping

I would like to note that the all time best, sheer pink polish is Mademoiselle by Esse.

Cruel Irony

What good is an appetite stimulant that makes you want to vomit?

Perfect

In this flawed life I found perfection. Love.

Weighing In

O.K. I was going to write about this, but then I realized the picture speaks for itself. Don't worry Dr. Geneser gave me a perscription they normally give to anorexics and A.I.D.S. patients. It's suppose to stimulate my appetite.
I have no faith in it, but other than that I am fine. :)

Risky Business

"There can be no vulnerability without risk; there can be no community without vulnerability; there can be no peace, and ultimately no life, without community." - M. Scott Peck

When I moved to Rockport in 1992 I left family and friends to pursue my career as a Home Economics teacher. Being a first year teacher was next to impossible and it consumed a lot of my time and energy. In the process of being “too” busy I always chose to sleep in on Sundays instead of going to church.
After about three year, two of my students (Jeremy and Brent) began trying to get me to start attending church. They weren’t worried about my eternal soul, oddly enough, what bothered them was I was living in isolation. Jeremy stated their case simply by saying, “Hanna, it takes a village.”
Today as I look back, I honestly believe that it was one of the most significant things anyone had ever said to me. It isn’t easy venturing out alone. I liken it to walking the plank. Over the years, however, I managed to involve myself in the local church and independent bible studies, as well as take art classes, and join a quilting group. I still had the high school with all its activities to be a part of and I added to that helping in Young Life. Each new activity provided new opportunities to connect with new people. Together, in these new relationships, we affect change in the world around us and become better people in the process. We built community among ourselves.
Since I had to retired last year this community has been an invaluable support. The burden of life seems more manageable when you don't have to manage it alone. Who is in your community? Is it diverse? Start reaching out because just as you have something to offer, they have something to give.
Community in action: Today Anne brought snacks. She saw I needed to have non-perishables that require very little preparation, so she loaded me up.

Christmas is Covered