Tuesday
I had a pleasant time at the SCA event this weekend, mostly sitting inside and knitting. I got some useful advice on inkle weaving from someone who made a gorgeous tablet-woven band. (I'll get to that someday.) The group collected 700 presents and $100 in donations for a group called Country Santa, who distributes presents to kids in South Carolina. Bless them.
I did tackle my clothes on Sunday, but not as thoroughly as I probably should have. Some of them went to the trash, and I got three bags to go to charity (after they ride around in the back of the car for a while). I did separate the stored stuff into sizes, so I don't have to dig through all of them to find things as I (hopefully) lose weight. (I do need to lose weight - I'm finding myself out of breath doing things I used to do without trouble. That ain't good.)
This morning, I'm listening to a CD I call "Lydia's Jesus Music." Lydia was a co-worker at the church where I worked in 2004. She was a true believer, and nice as the day is long. The songs are contemporary versions of carols, and they're really quite good. This is surprising, because most contemporary Christian music is treacly crap, in my experience. Anyway, holiday spirit, ho ho ho.
Am I the meanest mother ever for putting this on my dog, or for laughing my ass off at her response to it (sitting down in abject disgust and resignation)? Both, I'm sure.
I did tackle my clothes on Sunday, but not as thoroughly as I probably should have. Some of them went to the trash, and I got three bags to go to charity (after they ride around in the back of the car for a while). I did separate the stored stuff into sizes, so I don't have to dig through all of them to find things as I (hopefully) lose weight. (I do need to lose weight - I'm finding myself out of breath doing things I used to do without trouble. That ain't good.)
This morning, I'm listening to a CD I call "Lydia's Jesus Music." Lydia was a co-worker at the church where I worked in 2004. She was a true believer, and nice as the day is long. The songs are contemporary versions of carols, and they're really quite good. This is surprising, because most contemporary Christian music is treacly crap, in my experience. Anyway, holiday spirit, ho ho ho.
Am I the meanest mother ever for putting this on my dog, or for laughing my ass off at her response to it (sitting down in abject disgust and resignation)? Both, I'm sure.