Christmas Elf?

Rap, Rap, Rap.....Rap, Rap, Rap......someone was knocking on our door.    We don't know anyone here, who could it be?     We couldn't unlock the side door, so Dave ran around to the beach side entrance and was met by a little FedEx lady (Santa's elf perhaps?).   She handed him a box filled with beautiful, juicy Royal Rivera Pears!   It must have been from Santa, there was no signature, no message on or inside the box.....was it YOU?

Wherever they came from, I know where they will go.....in our tummys!   Thank you.

Mr. David's Christmas Decorating Service has a branch that specializes in baking Holiday cookies.   Luckily there is an office on Longboat Key, so I availed myself of their services.   Soon the house smelled of Festive Butter Cookies.

Perhaps I'll send him home with a little Jamesons....

Lewis didn't mind a stranger working in the kitchen today.   He was occupied with other things.

One last sizzling sunset before Jesse and Erin arrive tomorrow - Yay!