First of all I want to thank you for the supportive comments.
I mean it about a book. I want to write a sort of self-help book for sewers and I am going to do it. I have eight months of full-time work left and that will be my percolating time.
Stay tuned.
I also want to say I need some time to grab to answer the interesting comments that have been left for me, but it is nuts, with Christmas stuff and work things going on.
So what I have to share tonight are flypaper thoughts:
- One week to go
- The secret is to lower expectations
- For yourself first and other people second
- All the good things in a family and a life can't be expected to come together on one day of the year
- I have multiple decades of personal experience backing this one up
- They must sell a ton of super bulky yarn the week before Christmas
- My son-in-law had not serious but highly uncomfortable surgery yesterday
- The kids have colds
- The son arrives late the night before Christmas with the fiancee
- Things shaping up as normal
- Just fuse a small piece of knit interfacing where they tell you to stay stitch at the clip
- Who need to pick those stay stitches out at midnight?
- Do you think a Sirarcha and honey cookie will be too weird?
- Who would even ask that?
- Will report tomorrow
- Fluffy slippers are excellent
- One year I had four minutes between the time the last one went to sleep and the first one got up
- Am most disturbed that the early spring patterns are all for waisted full skirted dresses
- Waists move around in fashion but where yours should be is the worst place
- Miss Heidi has taken this lump of coal thing to heart
- Walking around in stubby legs muttering "that time I screamed at my family I was a baby. I am going to be good now I am a big girl"
- Makes me feel bad that I told her about Melvin Clark
- The kid I actually know who once got a lump of coal
- Parents pulled those stunts in the old days
- It appears grandparents pull them now
- She is already stressed enough for three
- And not just because of the sneaky looking Elf on the Shelf
- Like about racoons
- I told her about the time I found a racoon hand under the cushion on the couch
- Must have fallen off someone in the backyard
- Birdie brought it in for a present
- I live in Nova Scotia after all
- One more story and I am going to be put on grandmother probation
- She would rather stand than sit on the couch
- Much like her father
- These things happen
- Why would my husband think I wanted a car that can talk to me?
- I get into the car for peace and quiet
- We have traded back
- If kids can't spill juice in it then it's not for me
- My neighbourhood is famous for Christmas lights
- We have tour buses drive slowly all night
- Makes you run downstairs to throw the switch on while wearing your fuzzy slippers
- The last thing we were famous for was the Bird House gang
- Bunch of gangsters were going into yards at night and switching around the bird houses
- Giving the senior men fits
- Only their wives laughed
- It's a tough neighbourhood
- Do they still sell red and green Rice Krispies?
- In case the Sirarcha cookies bomb
- As if that's going to happen