What that means here at my house is that I'm busy making Christmas crafts.
I do this every year. I blame my mother, who started me early down this road, making sequined ball ornaments for teachers, watching her crochet a baby afghan for the procreating teachers I had through the years. So, in keeping with family tradition, I make at least half of the gifts that we give away.
Sometimes it's a scarf, sometimes it's a toe sock filled with dry rice and cloves to be heated up in the microwave to sooth those tense muscles. Sometimes, it's a rag doll, or a doll quilt.
This year, I only had a few crafts to undertake. Which is good, because between my full time job as a wife/mom, my part time job at the mall and the full/part time job as a wanna be writer, there was hardly any time to pick up a knitting needle.
So this year, I focused on my two nieces, living abroad in Germany. Just about everything I've ever given them has been either hand sewn or knitted. I like this, I hope that one day, they remember Aunt Kearsie as that Lady Who Made Me Cool Stuff That I Probably Just Drooled On Or Let The Dog Use As A Chewtoy.
For my youngest niece, I added to her collection of felt food and made these:
A flipper spatula, a rubber spatula, a wooden spoon, a whisk and an utensil cup, to hold them all. I might get crazy and add to this, it just depends on time.
Then, for my older niece, I found out she collects elephants. Sooo, I sewed this little thing up:
Now back to our regular junk.
NaNoWriMo: inspiration struck twice yesterday, which had me at my keyboard, tap tap tapping away. I've just put my main character into the worst situation possible, which made my head hurt and I had to take a giant break where I watched the first episode of Conan on TBS and ate a leisurely lunch. Now I'm back, refreshed, if not a bit sleepy from my Zucchini Lasagna, and ready to write some intense scenes. Or watch a movie. With my Snuggie.
South Beach: Totally bored to death, but I lost 2 more lbs so whatareyougonnado? Tonight, I'm making something uber easy: Italian Chicken. I'm just beating the tar out of a couple of chicken breasts and marinading them in Italian dressing, then cooking at 325 for an hour. Boom.
Hope your day is oisome.