We Go Together Like Ted and Dying...Wait...
poisonivory IS COMING TO VISIT.
I have cleaned the house to the best of my abilities, there are delicious cookies ready and waiting, and I made a small pitcher of Martha Stewart's incredibly boozy but tasty Christmas Punch.
Shut up, I know it's not Christmas. The recipe looked really good, okay? And any excuse to have festive alcohols.
The yarn Mr. Fleur doesn't know about arrived in the mail today. I'm still not entirely sure it's the right color for me, but I'm not going to trade it away just yet. I might change my mind once I see it in the proper light of day.
It's supposed to snow tonight. Not much, but enough to make me consider getting out my earmuffs. I hope beloved poisonivory is nice and warm in her bed. And by bed, I mean air mattress on the floor in the sewing room. :P
I took tomorrow off. So I have a three-day weekend, a lovely houseguest en route, yarn, and a big tin of cookies.
I AM READY TO PARTY.
I have cleaned the house to the best of my abilities, there are delicious cookies ready and waiting, and I made a small pitcher of Martha Stewart's incredibly boozy but tasty Christmas Punch.
Shut up, I know it's not Christmas. The recipe looked really good, okay? And any excuse to have festive alcohols.
The yarn Mr. Fleur doesn't know about arrived in the mail today. I'm still not entirely sure it's the right color for me, but I'm not going to trade it away just yet. I might change my mind once I see it in the proper light of day.
It's supposed to snow tonight. Not much, but enough to make me consider getting out my earmuffs. I hope beloved poisonivory is nice and warm in her bed. And by bed, I mean air mattress on the floor in the sewing room. :P
I took tomorrow off. So I have a three-day weekend, a lovely houseguest en route, yarn, and a big tin of cookies.
I AM READY TO PARTY.