Gone In A Blur

It's Twelfth Night. The night you traditionally have to take the Christmas trimmings down by, or else have bad luck.

It only seems like a week that I put Scooby Doo on top of the Christmas tree..

It only seems like yesterday since I cwtched my newest niece.

It feels like just hours ago that we were ankle deep in snow, or marvelling at the icicles.

Barely a moment has passed since we popped the cork on that champagne, and sung Auld Lang Syne.

Christmas 2010 really did go in a blur! But it was a good one all told!