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It snowed so much last night! It seriously looked like about a foot of snow on our back porch. I was kind of looking forward to being all snowed in until Dan reminded me that the dogs would have to go out and poop in a matter of hours. Damn dogs and their damn poops n' pees. They sure are cute running around in the snow though, it was all fluffy as it was falling and they will all of a sudden decide to charge into a snowbank, gallop along for a few feet, just a little brown doggie head sticking above the drifts and then they'll decide enough! and come charging back out onto what's left of the sidewalk.
I asked for nice LL Bean boots for Christmas and I can't wait to get them. I am trudging in my sneakers and sneakers are not very good for trudging. Fashion be damned.
Dan and I ninja kicked our cards last night assembly line style and got them all assembled, signed and addressed. I purchased stamps and stamped and licked them here at work and they are all out except the one that will accompany my Father's holiday present. Speaking of which, I picked him out a really nice brown cashmere sweater vest from Filene's Basement and I hope he likes it. I'll tell him that if he doesn't or if it doesn't fit then he can send it back to me and I can find something else. It was a damn good price either way.
I feel like a bad person because I bought my Mom three knitting books instead of just one. Not books about knitting as in pattern books, but knitting books as in books about knitting that have stories and anecdotes and no patterns. I got her Zen and the Art of Knitting and Knitting Heaven and Earth because they were both about knitting as a healing and spiritual experience and after all the insanity and sickness and cancer of this year I think she might appreciate those since she is a rabid knitter. And also since she is a rabid knitter I got her At Knit's End: Meditations for Women Who Knit Too Much, the Yarn Harlot's first book. I love the Yarn Harlot (http://www.yarnharlot.ca/blog) and I think my Mom might have read her blog before so I think she'll enjoy this one. But anyway, I'm a bad person. I was only going to get one book! Limits! Budgets! But limits and budgets be damned, I just couldn't decide, they were all fairly small and inexpensive (for books these days at least) so hell with it, I bought them all. I may be a bad person but I really just want my Mom to be happy on Christmas.
Did I mention that I am going home for Christmas?
I think my Mom will be happy regardless.
I asked for nice LL Bean boots for Christmas and I can't wait to get them. I am trudging in my sneakers and sneakers are not very good for trudging. Fashion be damned.
Dan and I ninja kicked our cards last night assembly line style and got them all assembled, signed and addressed. I purchased stamps and stamped and licked them here at work and they are all out except the one that will accompany my Father's holiday present. Speaking of which, I picked him out a really nice brown cashmere sweater vest from Filene's Basement and I hope he likes it. I'll tell him that if he doesn't or if it doesn't fit then he can send it back to me and I can find something else. It was a damn good price either way.
I feel like a bad person because I bought my Mom three knitting books instead of just one. Not books about knitting as in pattern books, but knitting books as in books about knitting that have stories and anecdotes and no patterns. I got her Zen and the Art of Knitting and Knitting Heaven and Earth because they were both about knitting as a healing and spiritual experience and after all the insanity and sickness and cancer of this year I think she might appreciate those since she is a rabid knitter. And also since she is a rabid knitter I got her At Knit's End: Meditations for Women Who Knit Too Much, the Yarn Harlot's first book. I love the Yarn Harlot (http://www.yarnharlot.ca/blog) and I think my Mom might have read her blog before so I think she'll enjoy this one. But anyway, I'm a bad person. I was only going to get one book! Limits! Budgets! But limits and budgets be damned, I just couldn't decide, they were all fairly small and inexpensive (for books these days at least) so hell with it, I bought them all. I may be a bad person but I really just want my Mom to be happy on Christmas.
Did I mention that I am going home for Christmas?
I think my Mom will be happy regardless.