As Advent season approaches, what am I thinking about?  My Advent box sitting in the basement.  No children to open the little doors each morning, their little fingers pulling out the surprise, their faces full of anticipation.  My husband won’t play (I can see his face, disapproving with a hint of pity), and what’s the fun in hiding it for yourself?  So I’ve carted it to the yarn shop and decided to hide a little treat or accessory in it each morning and one lucky customer will get to open it each day.  How will I choose the customer?  Ah, that will be my secret, but random, timetable.  ’Tis the season…