Monday, December 27, 2010
Sigh. Have you ever had that feeling after a sauna or a hot bath? It's that relaxed, warm, pleasant feeling. That's how I feel on this cheerful December morning as I look back at the last few days.
Except for a few backseat fights on the way to grandmother's house, the whole family and extended family put their best feet forward and made an effort to enjoy each other and to enjoy all the merriment that goes hand in hand with the holidays.
I hardly touched my knitting, but did manage to finish my owl sweater. I really like it, but the back puckers in weird way and the bottom ribbed hem is too tight and too short. It tends to highlight my bubble butt. Next time, I'd probably continue the ribbing for at least two inches. But the color is scrumptious and the sweater does indeed fit like a hug.
Here she is:
OWLS by Kate Davies
Yarn: Drops Eskimo light blue
Needles: US 11
Merry Christmas, happy holidays and a very happy new year!!
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Russell Stover box of chocolates $12
8 x 8 pan of homemade fudge $ 6
Handpicked chocolate truffles flown in from Utah $ 10
Emergency Vet bill $521.00
Having Leo back home in time for Christmas . . .
I don't make this stuff up.
Ps. Things have been busy here at Chateau DeBris. I miss checking your blogs but I'll be back soon. Love and joy to all!
Saturday, December 11, 2010
A nice morning for a cup of coffee (with cream) and a fire in the fireplace and then to top it all off, Christmas knitting.
I am up to the yoke on my "Owls" sweater (scroll down the link).
We ventured out in the car and barely made it to grandma's house. It was nice to see that the city I live in has their priorities correct. Notice the Caribou Coffee in the background?
Don't worry. He got himself out. Then brushed himself off and went on his merry way.
We'll be digging out in the morning. I hope its like Little House on the Prairie. Remember that episode when they woke up to find they had to crawl out an upstairs window to get out because the snow had drifted so high? Oh what a story we would tell.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
If you've ever owned a labrador, or any dog for that matter, then you know what this face means.
Let me give you a clue.
There is a previously full, empty bread bag on the floor.
Labs and loaves of bread.
A love affair of the worst kind.