Well, just as I'd sworn off putting up my little Christmas decorations this year along came notice from my DVR that Darlene Love had sung "Christmas (Baby, Please Come Home)" on David Letterman last night. I unwrapped a Pop-Tart and hit play and before I knew it, the lights and stockings were hung (with a reasonable amount of care). The CD tower was cleared of tchotchkes so the tree could be set up and decorated. (Those are my East-Bake Oven and Oscar Mayer Wiener Mobile ornaments underneath.) And all the boxes that came in the mail the past week were unpacked, creating a mountain of presents around the Christmas, um, armoire. Thanks, Darlene, for bringing a little Christmas (as only you can) -- and just in the nick of time.