WHAT I WISH MY MOMMIE SMELLED LIKE, BY MASTER STEWEY ANGUS WILLOWSWAMP, HIS VERY LITTLE SELF

Last night while I was snoozing next to my mo-ther dear, she decided to make these lovely round things that smell like heaven. I'm not sure where she got the idea exactly, but she told me that when she was a little girl she did this every year at Christmas time. (Well, she did it every year until the one that she decided to put one in the corner of her closet and it was not discovered until the following summer when my Grandma Sig wanted to know just what the hell was going on in there and discovered what can only be described as...a mess.)

So Mom sat there watching a movie with this blissed-out look on her face and then we headed off to bed for a good night's rest. When we woke up this morning, the whole house smelled wonderful...like Christmas and happiness, and what I imagine Santa Claus will smell like when I finally get to meet him on Friday afternoon. (What can I say? I got my reservation in early this year and we're having lunch at my club.)

I keep wandering into the kitchen (with its freshly scrubbed floor, I'm now legally required to add), and sniff delicately to catch a whiff of all of this wonderfulness.

I just hope she keeps 'em out of my closet.

Happy Day Before the Day Before the Day I Get A Zhu Zhu!
With love from you pal,
Stewey