So, having brung in the New Year with a lovely case of the Flu, I now have made some adjustments to "Life as I know it". Not ever having had the Flu before, I had forgotten how much I hate being nauseous. So much in fact, that at 4 am I vowed to not ever have children or I might resent them all they're lives for being the cause of such misery and remind them of this ALL THE TIME and be one of those annoying Mothers that only get called once a year. Instead I have a few options....
a.) Be the loopy lady at the bus terminal who has a baby-doll swaddled up inside a safeway grocery cart.
b.) Carry stolen pictures of other people's babies in my wallet and show them off to unsuspecting strangers.
c.) Tell everyone I'm barren.
d.) Get a few more cats and produce calendars every year with them dressed up in costumes. Give the calendars out as gifts every Christmas to everyone I know that likes being nauseous. Even one to the bus terminal lady. Also wear a locket with a picture of my cats in it, and show them off to unsuspecting strangers.
But joking aside, I do love babies, and love to make baby quilts. (that are not ugly and pastel-y with ducks on them). One of my pals is expecting soon so I am pretty excited to go gift shopping and make a handmade quilt for her. I had hoped to get one finished this week to send to my sister and my new little niece, but time ran out on me and those squares are still sitting there, not sewn up like they should be.... Instead I completely organized my workshop and re-arranged it to make it more efficient. Efficiency is not my strong suit, so this is a great start to the new year! I am very amazed at how well it turned out, and will post picture soon of my (hopefully) ingenious way to store rolls of webbing..... oooh the mystery!
For now I get to plan a dinner party for some of my closest friends this weekend. I always pick a theme, and decided that Italian food is yummy, and hard to screw up. Even when its a new recipe, tomatoes are tomatoes. I am having a hard time proving that caramel apples are Italian though, so might not be able to slide those on the table... Instead may just have them for breakfast tmro.