Twas the Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas

I'm glued to the tree.

I'm wondering what Santa

brought just for me.

Could it be cardstock or

ink pads or lace?

Or some stamps, I said,

with a smile on my face.

And that's when I heard him....

"Hi Santa!", I said

He replied, "you know...

good girls should be in their beds."

"I know I should Santa,

and now I've been caught.

But I was just so excited

to see what you brought!"

"Well, let's take a look

in this room where you work."

He shook his head quickly,

and left with a jerk.

I heard him exclaim

as he put it in gear,

"You've got enought crap,

I'll see you next year!"

Anyone who has come to any of my workshops or gatherings knows this to be true.  What can I say?  I'm a scrapping stampaholic!

Christmas and Holiday cheers!