Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Eleven years after the wedding...
Four pregnancies, gaining fifty to sixty pounds each time.
Enough stretchmarks caused by the pregnancies to wrap around the moon twice.
Still have an extra twenty to thirty pounds to lose.
Wrinkles are forming and hair is turning from blonde to who-knows-what.Bum is sagging.
Upper arms flap when I wave "Hello!"
And my husband still looks at me like this:
Four children to wear me down each day and cause major bags under my eyes.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Are you talking to Me??? You wanna rumble?
Do you want to see my tonsils?
You don't want to see my tonsils! Ggrrr!
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Cross-stitch often requires a special framer, one who knows how to stretch the material just right. Otherwise it can come out looking funky. And some framers can actually ruin your cross-stitch. Anyhoo, I found the good framer in town, the one with a cross-stitch specialty. I told her what I was going to do with my sampler and She told me I was crazy to give it up for a white elephant gift or any gift for that matter! After a brief conversation (which included many admiring remarks on her part regarding my sampler), I agreed. The reason...I had put years into that cross-stitch and the woman recognized that. There's not many people who recognize the labor behind the art. And I had, after years of not cross-stitching, forgotten that. So sad! She was a blessed wake-up call. Plus the framing cost $100. Considering the time, effort, and cost it is Definately NOT something I want to use for a white elephant gift! That's when I decided to make a quilt instead.
I picked up the completed and framed cross-stitch yesterday. IT. IS. BEAUTIFUL!!! I am SO glad that I did NOT use it as the white elephant. It is going to have a prominent place in my living room or dining room. Not sure which at this point. I'm just sure that it will have a prominent place. I mean, LOOK. AT. IT! It turned out SO GREAT!!! Hooray!!! :)
At first, when all I could see was one pastel oval, I thought it was an Easter gift. The tree is about two feet tall and eight inches wide. It's sitting on my piano in this picture. My oldest daughter, upon seeing it this morning, exclaimed in awe and wonder: "Someone made that tree?" Of course not silly girl! I explained that the tree wasn't homemade. The ornaments were.
(sidenote: I sat by the lady who made the ornaments, she was the best person to sit by. she knew who everyone was and what every gift was and she loved every present. it's always good to sit by the someone who is having the best time)
Some of the ladies were going crazy stealing gifts from each other. Not me. The gift I chose stayed by me the whole night. I'm glad because at times the stealing got a bit dangerous! ;) My kids think the tree is a great trade for my Sudoko quilt. They love the tree and already have plans for decorating it next year.
I wasn't sure what to expect last night. What sort of gifts people would bring? What types of homemade items? But now I know. Thirty-two women showed up. Three made jewelry--very pretty jewelry. Several made decorative items to display in your home. (Some of those items I had no idea what they were. All of my decorative stuff is some type of painting or sewing.) Several made wood items--painted with vinyl lettering or vinyl pictures. And a few made items from scrapbook papers. One other woman made a blanket...hers was the flannel type that you cut strips about three inches deep into the fabric, then tie the strips into knots. A very easy blanket to make with very cute results and involving no sewing. She also tied some jingle bells into hers.
There were only two other women who sewed their gifts. One sewed a reversible apron, then stuffed it full of goodies and put it in a cute basket--that she did not make. Haha! The other sewed little bags out of different red materials, then stuffed them full of apple cider and hot chocolate mixes, cinched up the bags around a cinnamon stick, and glues two little paper leaves to the package. They looked like little apples. She put her "apples" in a red coloander. Of course, me being in such a sewing mode, those were two of the homemade items I liked best.
Most of the items were a different sort of craft than I was expecting. I've been so consumed with sewing for so many years that when I was told to bring something homemade, all I could think about was sewing projects. So I spent a solid week and a half making my Sudoko quilt. My fingers and neck are still sore. Silly girl!! I could have thrown a flannel blanket together in an hour. Or made wood projects in a few hours. But I didn't think of those beforehand. It's kind of funny, because I've made so many of the projects that were brought as gifts. And they were lots easier. (But they are all packed and not staring me in the face, which seems to be the only way to jog my mind from sewing lately. Haha!!) I am SO going to be prepared for next year!!! Now that I know what to expect, I am going make the best White Elephant ever next year!!!
Oh! I almost forgot. I did have a good time at the party! I really enjoyed getting together with so many great ladies, so many FUN ladies. I'm glad I attended! :)
PS. I am not misspelling Sudoko. That's how it's spelled on my pattern.
Friday, December 5, 2008
The Binding...I just flipped over the edge
and machine stitched it. Turned out Very Good!
The back material and binding.
We are also supposed to bring a treat to share. My kids have been begging
to make cookies. So we used a "Fat Lady" recipe for Spritz Cookies. YUM!!!
gift. At the very least, I'm sure to have a great time at the party! :)
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Me: Can the baby have some of your popcorn? He's already eaten all of his.
My 5-yr old son: Yeah.
Me: The baby sure likes popcorn.
Son: No, He loves popcorn. (giggling)
Son: He loves popcorn so much he's going to marry it!
Me: Umm. I don't think you can marry food.
Son: Yes you can. Dad did!
Me: I thought Dad married me...
Son: He did.... First he married "Red Devil", then he married you.