Cookies
I'm gonna make cookies tonight. Marbles and EggNog and Lemon Poppy Seed! Looking really good! The fact that I have actually made a decision to do something tonight, as well as the decision on cookie recipes!
I think I am finally through the dark tunnel I have passing through the last week or so. I think one of the main things that pulled me the rest of the way out was a message waiting for me in my mail this morning. I quote, in part:
"..and by telling things as they really are, and saying how you feel inside, in my humble opinion, you're saying to people it's okay to expose yourself, it's okay to muck up occasionally, it's okay to make mistakes, it's okay to get angry, it's okay to be yourself, and that Journi, is good......."
I never cease to be amazed at the wisdom of some of my friends! Thank you, Margi!
I need to get over to the "Yarn Barn" at lunch to pick out and lay away my Christmas present! This is a wonderful tradition between Keith and myself. He knows that I will cherish anything fiber related, so I pop into the store, pick out what I want, and he goes in and tells the clerk he is picking up his wife's gift. Easy! He's a hero. The store is a hero, and I am a hero, for making Keith's life a little easier. (I still make him wrap it though!)
I also need to get to the mall. Mall. Who ever came up with the name? Appropriate if you ask me, *mall* *maul*. That is what I feel like after a few minutes in one of the stores. And it is not just the congestion of people that drives me through the roof! It is the congestion of merchandise! Maybe if the shops would not stack their goods to the ceiling and pack it into the aisles, they wouldn't have so much trouble with "sticky fingered" shoppers. I know I have actually *caught* the corner of a scarf on my purse before and been blissfully dragging it around without a clue. It makes me a little paranoid now. "Honest officer! I wasn't lifting the merchandise. It attacked and clung to me without restraint!" Hmmm. And reindeers fly, right!
Hehehehehe. I just did some "shopping"! I am getting Keith some "Herrera" cologne for Christmas. (I am one of those selfish buyers. If I like the scent - he ends up wearing it! And I love this scent!) Well, I rang up Foley's and put it on my card (ah, yes the plastic world we live in) and they will package, wrap and hold for me to pop in and pick up! This is my way of shopping! Ok. Now. Two more to go! Unfortunately, I must go in, for those. They involve picking out clothes! Yuck! I need another shirt for Pop and a sweater for the oldest son!
Did I mention I am knitting sweaters for my sons, Keith and Dad next year? I am starting the day after Christmas. In fact, Hmmmm. That's an idea. Maybe I will have Keith pick me up some yarn when he goes to the Yarn Barn (for my present) so he can get a color he likes.
You think I would have learned after this year of socks, wouldn't you!
Actually, I must admit, I have really enjoyed making my gifts this year. And I have the cutest patterns for snow flakes and angels (to be worked in bedspread weight cotton) that I had wanted to do for your tree this year. Next year! For sure. And since we are "countdown to stop smoking day" I had better get as many projects together as possible to keep my little fingers busy!
Well, the day has certainly flown by! I went and picked out my present as planned *and* made it to the library. Got a really good book that was recommended by one of the members on the list: "The 36 Hour Day". It's about caring for someone with dementia, or handicapped. So far, I am enjoying it. Of course, I also had to pick up some really wonderful, and light reading. Two more books by LaVyrle Spencer. I need that escape, sometimes!
I wonder if anyone else worries about reading stuff that is not really - ah, well, redeeming? I guess some of the "high brow" snobbishness of my college days has really stuck to me. I always feel funny about not reading a "literary" type book, poetry or biography. You know, Sylvia Plath, Collette and Virginia Wolf! But, thank goodness, this is one guilt I can overcome. I like to escape too much into the world of others! I have too much reality in my own life. I want the phony stuff when I stretch out in bed at night!
Almost time to hit the road. I hope I can keep enough energy to get everything done I need to tonight! I am going to keep a positive chin up and press on, though. There's not much else I can do, right?
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