Twas The Day After Christmas…

Twas The Day After Christmas (As retold by an entrepreneur) Twas the day after Christmas, when all through the house not a computer was turned on, not even a mouse. Their cords were wrapped up in the corner with care, in hopes that I had strength to leave them there. Miss Pinot was nestled all snug … Continue reading Twas The Day After Christmas…

Twas the Week of Christmas…

Twas the Week of Christmas (It's become an annual blog tradition...a fun twist on a familiar favorite!) Twas the week of Christmas, when all through the house not a computer was turned on, not even a mouse. Their cords were wrapped up in the corner with care, in hopes that I had strength to leave them there. … Continue reading Twas the Week of Christmas…

Twas the Week of Christmas…

Twas the Week of Christmas (It's become an annual blog tradition...a fun twist on a familiar favorite!) Twas the week of Christmas, when all through the house not a computer was turned on, not even a mouse. Their cords were wrapped up in the corner with care, in hopes that I had strength to leave them there. … Continue reading Twas the Week of Christmas…

Twas Two Days Before Christmas…

Twas Two Days Before Christmas (A fun twist on a familiar favorite) Twas two days before Christmas, when all through the house not a computer was turned on, not even a mouse. Their cords were wrapped up in the corner with care, in hopes that I had strength to leave them there. Miss Pinot was … Continue reading Twas Two Days Before Christmas…

Twas The Day Before Christmas…

Twas The Day Before Christmas (As retold by an entrepreneur) Twas the day before Christmas, when all through the house not a computer was turned on, not even a mouse. Their cords were wrapped up in the corner with care, in hopes that I had strength to leave them there. Miss Pinot was nestled all … Continue reading Twas The Day Before Christmas…