Last Saturday in ought seven

This is the time of the year when good housewives sort through, inventory, and organize for the coming year. - Oh, surely you don't think I'm talking about myself, do you? I've been lying around reading Terry Pratchet novels, eating tropical Cotlets, and doing jigsaw puzzles. But MJ cleaned her linen closet and found sheets that were no longer being used. So she invited me to come play. We merged our fabric stashes in a glorious day of stitching. I tore and pinned and pressed, she sewed, and in about six hours, we made a quilt. I tied it, and here we have a gift of love for someone who needs it. We are a great team for quick and dirty strip-piecing.
Today, Saturday, DH and I hosted our annual holiday party. We hold it in a hotel downtown because there is room enough for everyone and no cleanup afterward. And it is SOOO wonderful to gather those that we love into one place. Next year,, we'll have to figure a way for you to come, too. The caterers do a soup, salad and sandwich buffet for us with cookies for dessert. Wine, beer, sodas, coffee, tea. It's perfect!!


See all the smiling happy people? It was a marvelous party. The laughter and merry chatter echoed down the hallways. And TW brought her knitting! Why didn't I think to do that? Probably because I didn't have to think about anything for this party. I didn't have to clean house, prepare food, wrangle kitties, or fret about parking.



I felt so rested and pretty.