December 1, 2010

  • Mafana, mafana!

    It's hot. And the air is heavy. Just the kind of weather one wants for baking Christmas cookies and birthday cakes.

    I've been sewing again today. <sigh> I think i'm ready to put ye olde machine away in the storage room for a few months - i've gone sew crazy in the last few months doing gifts and decorations and preparations for guests that i reckon i'm ready for a break from bending over the desk trying to peer under that foot to ensure that the seam is going just so and is aligned just right. I've a mind to sit on the deck for a WHOLE DAY! and read my book and eat... something tasty knowing that all my decorations, cakes and whatnotall are ready for Friday, that my gifts are all finished and wrapped under the tree, that the days of December are all methodically planned for what we'll eat and what we'll do and all that. But it isnt. And i'm (almost) ok with that.

    Judah was forced to go to school today for the morning (7:30-11:30) by his mean old mom because yesterday he stayed home (due to his night time vomit) and larked around with utter glee like he was on holidays. Being sick at home from school, in my experience as a child is NOT SUPPOSED TO BE FUN! Harumph! So today he went, although he complained of a headache and had a mildly hot forehead. In my defense, I did say that if he felt terrible he could ask the principle to call me and i'd come pick him up. When i did arrive at school at the end of the morning he was participating as normal. The girl who comes along on our school drive, however, tattled on him that he had been crying in class. Shame. But when i asked him why he told me that yes, he had indeed been crying because he felt bad, but that he didnt want to go home because he wanted to make me proud. Isnt that enough to break your heart? Ach. And now at 3pm he's still sleeping on the couch since he went there to read books right after lunch. Shame. Poor little guy. "Sickness be gone!" i say.

    I'm hoping to go to a Christmas cookie exchange with a bunch of missionary women friends this coming Monday - hopefully with my mom if she's feeling up to it after 35 hours of traveling the night before. I'm supposed to bring 3 dozen of one kind of cookie. Does anyone have any suggestions?

    Well, enough of a coffee internet break. Back to the sewing machine!