After a joyous Christmas Eve and Day on the other side of the state, we’re gearing up for Christmas celebration #2. Â At our home this weekend, both of our children and their families will be here.
Things are not going according to plan though. I had scheduled a 3-day, uninterrupted solitary sew-in this week while Bob was out of town on business. But my little Christmas gift to me was stolen by a powerful Grinch virus which moved in about an hour after DH moved out for the airport. Instead of stitching, I was twitching and groaning in misery.
Three days later and 20 minutes after I moved from black suffering to the light of almost normal , our daughter and her little family arrived. Now, I’m scrambling to sew up a few of the projects I had planned for my abandoned sewing retreat. Of course, I wanted to enjoy time with Alastair, so most of these were sewn with his…assistance? supervision? Whatever… We had fun.
In the interim, Laurel joined us for an unplanned overnight, so I threw this outfit together for her to have something clean to wear to her Odyssey of the Mind practice this morning. I knew I was a desperate woman when I passed it off as an early Christmas present. Continue reading