As was expected, I overdid it this weekend with the whole "Let's get this house tarted up for Christmas" idea. It started innocently enough on Friday night when Aunt Chrissy and I did our weekly grocery shopping.
"I'm going to get the ingredients for Greek cookies", I said emphatically in the baking needs aisle.
Aunt Chrissy gave me a look that said "I don't want to hear it when you pull a muscle trying to mix the damn dough, but I sure would love a bag of them for my morning coffee/commute."
So I got the ingredients for the Greek cookies and them promptly procrastinated all weekend so that I wouldn't have to face the fact that I've been trying to make these bloody cookies for 46 years now and for 46 years I end up in a teary heap on the kitchen floor.
It's a good thing I don't drink alcohol, or we'd surely be looking a few empty wine and/or vodka bottles rolling around on the floor with me.
Today, though. Today. I'm determined.
So Christmas threw up all over Chez Spinster, and for the first time in a great while there wasn't too much gnashing of teeth as the last decorations were hung. I suspect that this has something to do with the overabundance of red feathers everywhere, even though I am certain that there is absolutely no scientific evidence whatsoever that Santa Claus ever came near a batch of red feathers.
Maybe in his younger days when he performed his drag act? Hmmmmm. I wonder what his drag queen name would have been?
See? Thoughts to ponder on a Monday morning.
Here's the final result of the comings and goings of the weekend. There was precious little stitching that took place, but God willin' and the creek don't rise I will have a threaded needle in my hand as soon as I turn off this silly machine and hit the Happy Chair.
I'm not really sure what's going on here.....suffice it to say I think I got a little too jiggy with it:
The Official Jim Shore Santa collection as assembled by Aunt Chrissy:
The Big White Wall of Nothingness, covered with a few stitchy pieces:
Aunt Chrissy's Official 2012 Spinster Stitcher dining room table tableau. (Think I've got enough Starbucks k-cups?):
The mantle:
That's the Monday report. I hope that you weekend was full o' fun and that you're off to a great week!
Woo Hoo!