Hello
BrainySarah! My goodness, you two are tall! I fell like a hobbit!
Yikes on travelling at this time of year- do you have to lug kids as well?
Snarkles, they are 12 (13 in March) 16 and 18. I've finished knitting a pair of
end-paper mitts for the youngest, and she's also getting a cat-a-day calendar, but other than that, I'm at a total loss. The eldest loves everything, the middle one wanted of all things a Hobbit pencil case! They are nowhere to be found, but I did find a zippy hoody with a map of Middle Earth on the back. That's got to be good, right?
Now, I just need to sort out a healthy, yummy, not-so-much-work-that-it-will-be-the-death-of-me, vegetarian, festive holiday menu that everyone (bear in mind that Thirdling does not like pasta or rice or beans or anything green except broccoli and the occasional kiwi fruit) and get the ingredients before someone else has bought them. What could go wrong?
I haven't weighed myself in weeks. I know I've put on a kilo or two- nothing too horrid, but that's not even why I haven't weighed in... it's just been one thing after another for a while now and none of it coming out positive, know what I mean? Sometimes a crisis can serve to sort of wake everyone up or reset things but that's not happening. And my attempts to become more independent (read: get a paying job) have been thwarted in bizarre and unforeseen ways, too. I know I'm being vague here, but I'm kinda just venting. Sorry!
On the other hand, this is the time of year when it's perfectly acceptable for a grown woman to glue glitter to pretty much anything that will hold still long enough, so that's got to be good, right?
Take care, you two- and anyone else who drops in!