A few weeks ago we (and by we I mean my husband and my boy) hung Christmas lights at our house.
The weather was perfect - warm and clear. . .emphasis on warm.
The thought of climbing 10+ feet up onto the roof makes me start to sweat and my stomach queasy. (I think that might mean I suffer from acrophobia.)
Thank goodness some people are not affected by heights or I'd never get my Christmas lights hung!
I'm happy to announce that this little pixie has made a full recovery.
Thank you for your concern and prayers in her behalf. They worked!