Happy Monday, Dearies!
The weather made an abrupt change overnight from sunny and 80 to 54 and rainy and I am giddy with delight. Time to break out the Woman Within sherpa sweatshirts and fuzzy socks!
I did nothing all weekend except cook and eat and eat and cook it seems. On Saturday I made stuffed bell peppers with leftover chili and Spanish rice, and yesterday was mini Thanksgiving, with turkey breast, mashed, stuffing, green bean casserole, gravy, and cranberries.
(My JB was beside himself with happiness, so score one for me in the good spinster companion department!)
Buzzy and I are here in the d-chair doing our thing, and I am hoping that they might tell me more about this whole "do it yourself" business so I can stop fretting over it. The advantages would be wonderful and they tell me that I will feel a million times better with no crashes or hangovers, but getting those needles in is going to be a real challenge.
(Oh well, I figure if I was able to deal with Stewey's little stinky toes of death I can handle anything.)
No stitchy progress to report, I'm afraid. By the time I got the kitchen cleaned up and my Sunday night mani/pedi done I was bushed!
(Toes match...I promise.)
That's it for me today. My week has started and I'm hurtling into it like a herd of turtles. How about you?