Psst. It’s me. I’m hiding from Christmas. Don’t give me away.

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Let’s talk about something else. Last Saturday I went to a wedding. I haven’t been to a lovely wedding in some time.

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Here are the bride and groom and little Ky. He’s darling and so very 3.

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This was the dinner – of which I ate too much.

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This beautiful candy table was done by Dana. There were beautiful cellophane bags and curly sparkly pipe cleaners to close them with. Chocolate covered pistachios, jordan almonds, kisses, ribbon candy…

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And then, Holy Crap what is that! A chocolate fountain complete with oreos and Rice Krispies treats. I think I was back there at least three times.

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Dana and Jerome. Mother and father of the groom. Dana is looking quite fabulous in the skirt I haphazardly made and the beaded bag which was my first knitting project ever. And just look at those fabulously sexy shoes.

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Here’s me and my darlin‘. I got a new outfit for the shindig.

[you can put text in here that will show up if/when the image is unavailable or someone is browsing on a slow connection and has chosen not to see images. Or leave it blank.] And on a less happy note, the progress on the ribbed sweater. The front and back are still done. The sleeves are not. I am currently avoiding the whole thing by writing this.

Honestly, I don’t like knitting this. That is why I hadn’t touched it on over a year. I started it over two years ago and finally finished the front just after Thanksgiving. I know it will be appreciated when it is finished so I’m plugging along. Think I can finish by Monday? If not, think I could finish it by the 1st and give an IOU in the box? Sleeve Island my butt. More like sleeve rock. Sleeve Alcatraz. I hate this sweater. Boring. Boring and Boring.

And something else. There’s a problem with privacy in my house. I will not be having any pictures to illustrate this portion of the post and you’ll see why – I hope.

Tonight, I picked up the kids from Kirstynn / Dana’s house (they stay there on Wednesdays while I’m at the shop). When we got home it was after 6PM. I fed the dog and gave the kids each some milk and a cookie. I asked them to stay downstairs and finish their snacks and I was going to get my jammies on.

5 minutes later I am undressed and doing the quick wash in the sink thing in MY bathroom. The kids are in the hallway.

“Can we come in?”

“No, go downstairs.”

“Please?”

NO, go downstairs!”

I hear a sound and turn around to Ryan opening my bathroom door.

“GET OUT!!!”

Finish what I’m doing and, crap, I forgot my fresh undies in my room along with the pajamas.

I open the door from my bathroom into my bedroom. Out pops Maggie from behind my bed.

“I SAID GET OUT!!!!!!!!!”

Maggie runs out into the hallway to join Ryan and I hear, “Mom’s no fun.” Ryan says,”yeah.”

Would you be fun if the last time you went into the bathroom without someone looking at you was 2001?

I’d better go knit. Times like this I wish I could drink coffee.

Are you ready for Beth’s very first line of skirts coming in late June?

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