White Wire Outdoor Christmas Tree-$10
Pine cone garland-$.50/yard sale
Expression on my neighbor's faces when they look in and see my 'Frankentree'=Priceless
Hey! I don't have much room to put a tree up or store it and us little Yankee girls are brought up to work with what we have..... It holds all of the ornaments that mean something to me and that's the most important thing.
Thanks to the big breakfast bar in my nest, and my penchant for not eating breakfast there, I have room for one of my favorite Christmas decorations, Santa and assorted animal friends in a birch bark canoe too!
I had a restful but productive weekend. I worked on some knitting but it can't be posted here yet so you'll have to check my unfinished projects on Ravelry. I've haven't utilized Ravelry as much as I should. This weekend I uploaded a bunch of finished projects. Of course they were finished so long ago that now I've forgotten what yarn it was and where the pattern came from. I've made a Thanksgiving resolutions to post projects as I go from now on so that I can capture all of the information.
Went to Last Saturday knitting on Saturday afternoon. It starts at 2PM and I got there at 1PM, snuggled up by the fireplace with a cuppa tea and my journal and warmed up from my morning outside. Why was I out in the cold so long on Saturday morning? Ben. Of course. I've been walking him every day for coming up on two years now. I've trained him to sit before we cross the street. When we get to the crosswalk, I stop, he bottoms and gets a nanomolecule of Beggin' Strip; his reason for living. We have done this forever. But this Saturday morning, a dim light intermittently flickers on in his fuzzy head and he thinks...'Hey, what is a driveway really but a little street that crosses my sidewalk?' He proceeded to bottom out before EVERY driveway along the walk and then look at me expectantly for his bacon. I'd say, 'No Ben' and he's calmly walk to the next driveway and sit down.
I didn't know how to handle this. I don't want to 'untrain' him to stop at crosswalks, so we walked around our 18 million house subdivision with him sitting and looking expectant every 10 feet. I can't imagine what anyone looking out they window thought. Despite NOT getting a treat and surely contracting frostbite on his bum (frostbutt?) he still wouldn't knock it off until we got home. I was pretty near frozen to death. Today? He walked just as normal (well as normal as he gets) as can be. That dog is one weird dude.
Anyway....got sidetracked there. Saturday afternoon knitting was awesome as usual. Dale Harriet was the woman of the hour with hilarious stories. That woman has lived I tell ya! Be sure and ask her what happens when you play your Fisher Price Xylophone during rush hour!
Off to eat a yummy supper-Taco packets! I'll put the recipe on Molly Bee's Kitchen if you're interested. Just the right comfort food for a snowy Sunday night. We're supposed to get up to 6-8" of snow tonight?!?!?!? Glad I don't have to shovel it anymore! I'm crossing my fingers for a snow day tomorrow because...yes I am ten years old when it comes to that kinda thing and pray for one if there is just one flake in the air! Ummmm, hot chocolate, a snuggly woobie and soap operas....I am soooo headed for disappointment.....