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
 


