Plans and more plans.
I just got off the phone with my sister Chris. She, Jim, and the kids are driving down from Vermont as we speak. They spent the week skiing and being the cute snow bunny family I know I will never be able to pull off with my family. I mean, skinny, pretty blond Mommy, handsome (handsome!) Dad, two blond adorable kids, all rosey cheeked and warming themselves by the fire after a day on the slopes. The vision I see of me in that situation is just so different. It involves crying, wimpering, bratty behavior (oh, from me. Not my future kids). Olivia had such a good time this week that she cried when they were getting ready to leave...how much she wanted to stay forever. haha. too cute.
I am glad Chris calls me. I love that we have gotten to that point in our lives. For so long, my older sisters seemed SO much older than me. There is just about seven years difference between Chris and myself. Eight with Cori. I was always exceptionally close with Candice. We are closer in age and we shared a room for way too many years of our lives. I still remember Candice and I getting ready in the morning and telling the other one "don't look at my butt" as we dropped trough to get into clean undies. But my older sisters were off in high school and college while Candice and I were still getting lunches made and had to be in for homework and dinner by 8.
She was calling to ask about the "dream house." I told her the very short story of it all, and she told me she'd be around on Saturday to go look if I wanted to. I was trying to avoid seeing houses this weekend. I am really burning out on the whole thing. Fast. But knowing Chris is coming with makes me more energized to go check out some houses, and maybe next weekend when she is back in class, I can have my weekend off from housing hunting then.
As it stands, nothing is really happening this weekend. I am heading to JoAnn Fabrics today after work. Plans for the quilt are coming along. I think I found a pattern I want to use, and am pretty sure I have a colourway in mind, I just need to pick up some fat quarters to fill in some gaps. I think. It's really hard trying to envision the whole thing in your head. Tonight will be more knitting and hand sewing. More snuggling in and not braving the weather outside. UNLESS I convince Kyle to take me to see "Lyrics and Music" or is it "Love and Music"? I always get it mixed up. I might have to brave the subzero temps for Drew Barrymore and Hugh Grant.
I am glad Chris calls me. I love that we have gotten to that point in our lives. For so long, my older sisters seemed SO much older than me. There is just about seven years difference between Chris and myself. Eight with Cori. I was always exceptionally close with Candice. We are closer in age and we shared a room for way too many years of our lives. I still remember Candice and I getting ready in the morning and telling the other one "don't look at my butt" as we dropped trough to get into clean undies. But my older sisters were off in high school and college while Candice and I were still getting lunches made and had to be in for homework and dinner by 8.
She was calling to ask about the "dream house." I told her the very short story of it all, and she told me she'd be around on Saturday to go look if I wanted to. I was trying to avoid seeing houses this weekend. I am really burning out on the whole thing. Fast. But knowing Chris is coming with makes me more energized to go check out some houses, and maybe next weekend when she is back in class, I can have my weekend off from housing hunting then.
As it stands, nothing is really happening this weekend. I am heading to JoAnn Fabrics today after work. Plans for the quilt are coming along. I think I found a pattern I want to use, and am pretty sure I have a colourway in mind, I just need to pick up some fat quarters to fill in some gaps. I think. It's really hard trying to envision the whole thing in your head. Tonight will be more knitting and hand sewing. More snuggling in and not braving the weather outside. UNLESS I convince Kyle to take me to see "Lyrics and Music" or is it "Love and Music"? I always get it mixed up. I might have to brave the subzero temps for Drew Barrymore and Hugh Grant.