The third day of Christmas

If you didn't get the opportunity this year (or just decided you'd rather not sweep up candy sprinkles for weeks), here's a great mess-free way to decorate gingerbread cookies. I made one just for you, in fact.

p.s. Mom is going home from the hospital today. She wants Chinese food for dinner - a very good sign. :-)

Hitting the fan

So here we are. Christmas Eve.

You may ask, "Meema, are you done knitting?"

Depending on my mood at the moment of asking, the response could be any number of things:

a) hearty laugh
b) "Hrumph!" (or something)
c) "Yeah, right."
or d) the Evil Eye of Doom

There are things completed, things on needles, and things which must be started YESTERDAY. I'm storing up pictures to post after the gifting.

Oh, yes, another holiday mix-in: my mom has been in the hospital since Sunday, and could be spending Christmas (and then some) there as well. Send healing thoughts Rita's way, would you?

Back to bloggerizing. I stumbled on these sites last year, and have been waiting to share until this holiest of days. Enjoy!

p.s. At 9:00 this morning, I'll be listening to the live broadcast

of A Festival of Nine Lessons and Carols from King's College, Cambridge (England) on National Public Radio. It's an very traditional Anglican service, steeped in beautiful music. There's no better way to eat your breakfast on Christmas Eve morn...

Moms all around

Today was a busy day. Mother's Day (making gifties), Pentecost (dress in red!), and baptism day for our parish.

Kidlet and I finished up J's gifts this morning before heading off to church - a Hello Kitty punch-out-and-string-up necklace/card that really sold itself (Kidlet could hardly contain herself at the card store) and a mommy bracelet with Kidlet's name and birthstone (I assisted with the beading tech).

Cate and MD's son D was baptized in today's service. Scott and I are now official members of his spiritual entourage. D and B had a whole mess of cousins in attendance, so Kidlet had a great time playing.

Here's what the godmother made for the newly saved soul - an Anglican rosary of sterling and garnet (the Birthstone Fairy strikes again).

Kidlet and I will be celebrating with Nana this Thursday, so it's really a week long holiday this year. Gotta love that!

On a weirder note, this Arkansas mother is expecting her eighteenth child. She has been pregnant for 135 months of her life. The oldest boy is twenty years old. They are all home schooled. And taught piano. And violin.

Down, Dad, down.

Kinda minimizes our own complaints about being "too busy," doesn't it?

Happy Mother's Day to you and/or your mom!