January Madness and other stuff

Well now that the pesky cold from hell has left me only with congestion of my sinuses, the most adventerous I have been is reading blogs. Much to lazy to do anything else. I had tons of good intentions. Exercise (lmao) make a UFO list. I got to 10 and I quit. I really didn't want to know how many starts I actually do have. There is every single leader ender project from Bonnie Hunters site. Old Tobacco Road, Orange Crush, Strip Twist, Sisters Choice, Crumbs galore and times that many from every project from project classes since 2 years ago. Oh my and then there is my swap group(strips and blocks) I am suffering from overload. Not to mention I have been shopping online for 2 months solid. My credit card may never be the same. So with projects and stash in hand I must leave this humble abode.
After much discussion with DH (HAH) "We" have decided that me and my fabric must move out. This is in effort to get my sewing stuff out of the way while the renovations on this darling humble house can get completed. Not even I will consent to living with out a bathroom, shower, washer dryer for any extended time frame. Not to mention, furniture while the flooring gets installed. With nothing to put my darling sewing machines on even I cannot forsee me squatting on the floor with my sewing machine beside me working on the next swaps blocks. You see people I have to go house hunting. I refuse to rent. Why would I spend good money for someone else to profit. I mean If I purchase another house with all working plumbing and with floor I can be comfortable while this house gets the final ransack. And well me and DH can work on our relationship with out getting on each others nerves over fabric and renovations. AAAAAAAAAAAArrrrrrrgggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh!
Living on my own with only my furbaby Taco Bell. Such luxury oooooooo I mean loneliness right. Actually the tension between my husband and my fabric has been reduced. He walks right by the pile I have out to iron and he doesn't even growl at it.
I HATE packing, moving, unpacking. This is punishment for having to large a stash I tell ya!.
Another happening is my baby boy is 25 years old today and he would shake his head that I am on THE WORLD WIDE WEB and announcing "baby boy" I quite politely informed him that when he is 50 I will still call him my baby boy. What else when you remember every defining moment in your child's life , firsts of every thing. First Tooth, first booboo, First steps , first stitches, first day of school, First A in class, first girlfriend, first broken heart, first car, graduation, first apartment. Truth be told he is a damn fine young man if I do say so myself.

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Up first a bit of frivolity

There has been many things that have happened since Christmas. I actually got on a plane to fly. ( My broomstick was in the closet) and went off to the magical paradise of a Resort in Dominican Republic. This is a place where there are no dishes to wash, No dinners or lunches to prepare. The beds magically get made with fresh sheets every day and lovely exotic drinks are handed to you by gorgeous jaw dropping men name Carlos or Angel.

It was a memory filled trip! We all swam with Dolphins and sharks and Manta rays. We fed hundreds of fish who apparently were starving. Hours were spent basking in the Sun which in effect fried any memory of -50 degree weather went completely out of my mind.

If only I could go back there. Why you say? Because the windchill for the past week has been - 50 here. Seriously I could be a snowbird now in my life and I so would love to be in a warm tropical setting with an ocean breese to cool me off , along with fancy little cocktails.

New favourite drink is Chocolate Martinies. (Spelling oops). For the Chocolate loving ladies out there it is a lovely concoction made with Creme de Cacao, Vodka and Dark Chocolate Syrup. Shaken not stirred with a fancy little umbrella with a cherry on it. Yum

In reality I am ignoring my laundry and dishes and hoping the magical beings that took care of all the mundane things were here so I could just sit at my table with strips around me to make the next Bonnie Hunter Mystery . Double Delight is a gorgeous pattern check it out. I don't really need to start another WIP since I still have the OC and OTR to do. (they are waiting patiently in their bins waiting for me to get busy. OH well
Hugs everyone

Christmas!!!

Well it was a wonderful Christmas!
Everyone loved their presents spending time together. It was exceptionally hectic at my house as we were leaving for a family vacation. But that is another posting.
This year it was supposed to be my husbands turn to play Santa Claus he has the perfect belly for it.lol. He was unfortunately called into to work just before sitting down for dinner Christmas eve. So Jess stepped into Santa's boots and brushed off her lap so all could sit and tell Santa what they wanted for Christmas.
Once we started to open presents the kids excitement turned into a dull roar of giggles, OMG's , shrieks and "look at this mom!".
Santa was also giving presents to the grown ups. Practical Gifts such as Spanish for Dummies book for my husband and a new to me book by Stephan King for when we go to the Dominican.
I had been extremely lucky this year with the gifts that I received from my Secret Santa! Chookyblue SSCS was a success! I received a lovely girly girl bag, a sweet Christmas stitchery, a couple of FQ's and a stitchery book all of my own from Jo in Taz! Having a heck of a time posting this picture even though its well past Christmas