r u kidding me?

r u kidding me?

Saturday, December 22, 2007

Hmmmm, What Are They?



Yesterday, six beautifully knitted Santa caps arrived. Aren't they sweet?

My dear friend from Manitoba sent them to me and it's taken three instant message discussions to figure out exactly what they are. They have a distinct function besides just looking cute. Anyone out there recognize them? I'll tell you tomorrow; until then, I know that you'll all be beside yourselves with curiosity.

Thank you, everyone, for feeling my pain. I appreciated it immensely! Nothing like some empathy...heck I'll even take pity at this point. LOL!

Sandi, don't worry...the candy in question was not the Velveeta Peanut Butter Fudge...that's coming up next!

Even though the scarf didn't work out, the tea towels came out cute. Well, I think so anyway. Edited to Add: These patterns were found at Turkey Feathers.

Finally, I was visiting with my grandmother today and she had received the most adorable three-dimensional card. I found the online addy and HERE it is. This is an example of one of their Christmas cards.

Friday, December 21, 2007

Staggering

I need some cozy jammies and a warm bed. A tall beverage with brandy in it would be nice, too.

What's the trouble you ask? Well, and thank you for asking, the scarf that I have been knitting through every snatched moment is in the garbage. Yes. And, given its condition, that's the best place for it. Sometimes things just can't be unraveled. Perhaps they could be, but would it be worth the time and the trouble? No. So the scarf joins the ruined candy and becomes merely stuff to write about.

Anyone else having troubles with anything? Gift wrap multiplying in your dining room? Crumbs in the keyboard? Dishes stacked to the rafters? Ice lining the drive?

(Imagine a woman bathing in a suds filled old-fashioned claw footed tub with candle glow lighting her face.)

Perhaps a nice long soak in a warm tub will soothe the aching muscles and, if that's not enough, you can head to Abbie's Place: Whimsy of a Staggering Woman where you'll find Whose Woods Are These...nice song, too.

Thursday, December 20, 2007

Joseph's Song

Understanding the entire story requires thinking about it in many different ways. My favorite way to fully appreciate a movie or a book is to study it from the viewpoint of just one person. My friend Beth taught me this when Forrest Gump first came out and she had gone to see it repeated times. I asked her whatever she was doing and she said that she watched the movie from one character's viewpoint, then she returned to watch it from another's. Interesting and valuable on so many levels.

And that's really how I became interested in Joseph's part of the Nativity story. He is so vague a character, yet he played such a crucial role. I want to know more about Joseph. I really do.



Joseph's Song
by Michael Card

How could it be this baby in my arms
Sleeping now, so peacefully
The Son of God, the angel said
How could it be

Lord I know He's not my own
Not of my flesh, not of my bone
Still Father let this baby be
The son of my love

Father show me where I fit into this plan of yours
How can a man be father to the Son of God
Lord for all my life I've been a simple carpenter
How can I raise a king, How can I raise a king

He looks so small, His face and hands so fair
And when He cries the sun just seems to disappear
But when He laughs it shines again
How could it be


Clicking on the words to the song will take you to YouTube where you can see a meaningful video and listen to the words. I hope that you will enjoy that as much as I have enjoyed this song since I first heard it years ago.

Picture Source (Now there's some meaning if one wants to peel back the layers...we are adopted into God's family just as Joseph adopted Jesus as his very own.)

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Fudge, Fudge, Call the Judge

All that shopping went very well...I am done...almost...just a few last minute things that must be gathered in.

Last night I stayed up excruciatingly late...brain burning late...to finish wrapping gifts. Then, at two in the morning, I decided it would be a very good time to cast on some stitches for a scarf. Why am I making gifts at this late date? Yes, please tell me. This is not a rhetorical question. Please do not include "crazy" in the explanation, though.

Sis and I have decided that tonight is our night. No beloved! No kids! No parents! No friends. :> She's making a meatloaf, baked potatoes, salad, and some sort of veggies for supper. Yippee! Gotta love days when I don't have to think about making supper.

This afternoon, I am making peanut butter fudge. I am making peanut butter fudge despite the foul weather that may well affect its outcome. It's late, it's late, it's fearfully, frightfully late...

Leaving you with a photo of last year's peanut butter fudge session. Licking the spoon is always the best part!


P.S. Barbara and Alan are celebrating 48 years of wedded bliss today. Isn't that marvelous? Best wishes to them both on such an anniversary! (ETA: The date says 1959, but just now I could have sworn that it said 2353. ;>)
Allowed to stand

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Holiday Home Tour

One of my favorite things to do is to slap down my $25 and spend a day following maps to other people's homes for a Holiday Home Tour. One of the best is the Paris Hill Home Tour that runs alternate years. I didn't think that this was their year, but it was. Wahhhhhh, and I missed it! The other is a fundraiser for the YMCA. Love that one, too.

But this year, I have been enjoying the marvelous tours sponsored by BooMama among others. Am I participating? Right! No, I am not participating; I am sending you along to see what the others are doing. LOL! I have all the decorating talent of Mr. Parker in "A Christmas Story." But I do have a Red Ryder bb gun. See?


Speaking of which, Linda of Restyled Home did a wonderful piece on A Christmas Story. Did you know (you do if you watched the TODAY show over the weekend) that a man has bought and restored the home? SOURCE Click here for a direct link and enjoy seeing some of the actors posing in the living room of the newly restored home.

Okay, back to blogging house tours... One of my very favorites is featured as this month's cottage of the month at The Old Painted Cottage. And look around more while you're there for the runners' up homes. Lovely!

I'm off for a day of shopping. Ohhhhhhhh, the horror! Later...

Monday, December 17, 2007

Snowy Days=Baking Days

Just as I decided that yesterday's snowy day would pass by without my baking anything...a rarity...a friend called to say that in a few hours he'd be over for the season finale of Survivor China. What? The season finale so soon?! I vaguely remember that at the end of Thursday's show there was some sort of announcement, but I was slipping off into sleep. Oh yes, Survivor is riveting. It is.

Anyway, can't have a Survivor finale without a treat...definitely not rice. As inspiration waned, I ran smack into Linds's recipe for Cinnamon Cake, which you can find by following the link. Linds has a terrific blog called Rocking Chair Reflections; I very much enjoyed spending time there.


Everything that she said about her cake recipe is true. It filled the house with the most Christmasy aroma of cinnamon and sugar. This cake was a definite hit. We only have a couple of pieces left this morning. My oven temperature is not accurate so it took a long time for this cake to finish baking, but the smell made the wait well worth it.


So, check out Linds's picture of her cinnamon cake on her blog. That's how it really should look. :) You won't regret baking this one!

Sunday, December 16, 2007

Hoopla Tag :)


Sandi from Holding Patterns has tagged me and, in the interest of holiday frivolity, I am playing along plus I really adore Sandi and I want to make her happy. It's an honor to be tagged. Yes, it is! And you'd best be remembering that when I get around to tagging you! :) (Do please stick around for the final paragraph so I can share what I was planning to say prior to being tagged. Thank you!)


Sooooo, here are the rules:

1. List 12 random things about you that have to do with Christmas.
2. Please refer to it as a 'HOOPLA' and not the dreaded 'm'-word (I'm not sure what this means ladies, I'm guessing the ME word, I sure hope it's not the MERRY word!)
3. You have to specifically tag people when you're done. None of this "if you're reading this, consider yourself tagged" stuff is allowed...then nobody ends up actually doing it. The number of people who you tag is really up to you -- but the more, the merrier to get this 'hoopla' circulating through the blogosphere.
4. Please try and do it as quickly as possible. The Christmas season will be over before we know it and I'd like to get as many people involved as possible.

All righty then here we go...

1. On my dad's side of the family, I am the sixth grandchild of 16. On my mother's side, I am the first grandchild of two. Want to hazard a guess as to where I spent my Christmases? Very good! Yes, indeed, we spent Christmases with my mother's mother and my mom's step-dad. (As my own grandfather's best friend, this dear man was the only grandfather I ever knew and I've never thought of him as anything less than a true grandfather.)

2. When we were little children, we traveled the 250 miles to their home. When we were older (teen years), they came to us. Guess our stuff got to be a problem getting into the car.

3. One of my favorite Christmas memories is of drifting to sleep in my grandmother's flannel-sheeted bed on a cold Christmas Eve listening to her play the piano with my grandfather accompanying her on his violin. Christmas carols have never sounded any lovelier.

4. Christmas is NOT my favorite holiday. I like it. It's nice. It's just not my favorite... way too much HOOPLA for me!

5. Keepers of Christmas have my sincere respect. My mother is an excellent keeper of Christmas. I'd like to be more like her. Suppose I could just choose to be?

6. When my own children were growing up, we spent Christmas Eve with their dad's family and Christmas day with mine. Their dad was the oldest of seven children so Christmas Eve was a free for all with tons of cousins, aunts, and uncles!

7. My family is the more sedate type. We open gifts in very civilized ways. Slowly. One at a time. It takes us hours. Days. Weeks. (Yes, we save all the darned paper, the ribbons, and the bows, too.)

8. In former times, I loved attending Christmas Eve candlelight services. They were held at midnight. Okay, so what if I sometimes nodded off?! It was often the one time that I had the opportunity to center myself. I still get teary eyed realizing all over again just what a sacrifice was made that holy night. Would you leave Heaven to be born in a stable? Me neither.

9. I hate shopping. I hate it all year around. I especially hate it at Christmas time. I've truly entertained the thought of a present-less Christmas. Wonder if I could talk my family into that????

10. Since Christmas is so labor intensive, I never take down the tree before Epiphany...that's January 6. Don't even tell me that there are those of you reading who take down the tree the day after Christmas! Often, my favorite "Christmas" moments are well after the 25th.

11. I never put all the Christmas things away; something of Christmas always remains out. One year, I left Baby Jesus on the breadbox to remind me that He is the Bread of Life.

12. Twelve? Nah, I've run out and besides, I am a rebel.

I tag a gal who didn't get tagged last time...BumbleVee ! I don't think that she has enough to do. ROFL! She's so going to get me!!

Often I say that I "stumbled" across something really neat. I think I do every day in this wonderful blogging community. This week I stumbled across THIS I DO and WINDOWS TO MY SOUL.

One just couldn't go wrong on a quiet Sunday afternoon to spend some time reading at either blog.

Have a marvelous Sunday, everybody!!







DB