Big Cuter says I never send him brownies any more. We'll see if he reads this and reacts with a smile.
I have something to send Megan, frequent comment-leaver and fierce woman incarnate, and it seemed silly not to send her brownies, too.
Not-Kathy and Dr. K know the holidays begin when my brownies arrive; it's early this year, my friends.
And, perhaps, my treats will arrive at R-Square's before their lands on my doorstep.
It's Brownie Season, and I'm happy.
I will not ruin it by thinking about that which I cannot change (ie. President-elect tweets) having done what I can to make my voice heard (emailed my Senators re: Jeff Sessions for anything).
I will smell the baking and write the cards and start the season off with a full heart.