every single morning i wake up thinking...

I'm going to get to bed earlier tonight.

almost never do I follow through with that

I really want to write a new post. Nobody wants to see a post about the Christmas Shoes song anymore.

But.

I must go to sleep early...ish tonight, because...

"Potty mouth" is a known side effect of sleep deprivation.

That's right. If I stay up to write something, I'll go to sleep a zombie and wake up as a sailor.

We wouldn't want that to happen, would we?

when it comes to modern christmas music, there's two kinds of people

I love Christmas music. The soundtrack of my childhood Christmas memories is as follows: Ray Coniff Jr., Amy Grant, the Nutcracker and George Winston's Winter album...and probably some other stuff like the Chipmunks album when it wasn't misfiled or lost somewhere.

I think you can see in that selection that I was raised to enjoy (if not merely tolerate) a little variety of music.

But, friends. I have found the limit. There is a song that absolutely makes me cringe when I hear the first measure. I turn it off immediately. (yeah...I listen to Christmas radio...) But, here's the thing...If I don't turn it off in time, I start to get teary eyed.

Do you know which song I'm talking about?

Which kind of person are you? Someone who likes this song? Or someone who truly despises this song despite the fact that it might you make cry like a baby...because it's so emotionally manipulative!!!

Two kinds, people...two kinds...

confession # 19 - what's the word?

When titling the last post, I didn't want to use the word "activities".

But, I didn't know if it was "pass times" or "past times".

Which one is correct?

(This reminds me of the birthday card Sarah sent me a few years back. On the front two old ladies are sitting on a park bench and it one asks, "Is it buck naked or butt naked?")

one of my favorite winter activities might surprise you

Am I the only one who absolutely loves to kick the built-up snow behind my tires? Oh man. I love it when a big chunk of mushy snow gets kicked loose and goes splat.

Some people like ice-skating and others like cross-country skiing. But, kicking mud flap snow is for me!

(yes. i know i sound like a 10 year old boy named hezekiah who doesn't have a neighbor within a 20 mile radius. but, i just like me some snow-kickin'!)

pretty pretty fabric

Here's the easiest way for me to show my lovely customers some of the latest fabric options (for now). I registered with Etsy, but won't start listing until 2009. I don't think I could honestly add an Etsy store to my plate right now.

Also...back to fabrics...keep in mind the others I've shown are available, too.

I put a quarter on each fabric to help you see the size of the pattern.






I want to note that these patterns (below) are large. See that itty bitty quarter? Yeah. I'm learning. Next time, I'll make sure the quarter is the same size in each picture.

homemade gifts

A new commenter asked (half-joking) if anyone had any good homemade gift ideas. It's a great question. I'm curious. What the best homemade gift you've ever received? Or...ever given?

Or...if you can leave the comment discreetly...what's the worst homemade gift you've received?

I'll start with something wonderful from Allison! She's sent me so many great homemade things (such as my first nursing cover up!), but, these take the cake. She embroidered these buttons and told me to slap them on some flip flops. So great. I've worn these out pretty much. But the best part? They are secured with velcro! I can just transfer my beloved buttons to another pair of flip flops next summer! Brilliant!

beware of the Kirby salesman

He's not bad. He's just really, really convincing.

The Kirby vacuum sucked up this dust cake in a matter of moments.

Of course, I now would like to be the proud owner of a Kirby vacuum. But, friends, these dust bustin' Cadillacs is fo' high roll-uhz!!!

christmas shopping

I haven't gone. I haven't bought one thing yet. I haven't even assessed who's on the Christmas gift list.

Where are you with this? On top of your game? Half way there? Finished in October?

I'm just wondering if I am the only procrastinator....


By the way, thanks for the comments about caroling. I really thought caroling was dead...and that perhaps I'd fabricated the memories. It's still half-alive, huh? You carolers are all welcome at my doorstep!!! I'll even give you some apple cider if you give me a heads up!

whatever happened to Christmas caroling??

Did I grow up in a bubble? Or, did Christmas caroling die in the early nineties? Or, do people still do this?

Did any of you go Christmas caroling as a child? Or, do you to this day????

sometimes backwards theology feels so true

Today, Jillian was so difficult. So into everything. So destructive. I sat down, picked her up, lifted her high above my head and said,
"Jillian, with you, all things are impossible."