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The Check’s in the Mail

December 28, 2012 at 7:30 am by Claudia

A reminder about the great holiday deal going on at the Frédéric Fekkai Website – valid on all items. With a minimum $50 purchase, you will receive 10% off your order and a complimentary exclusive holiday headband. You can read more about the products in my post here. And be sure to visit the website to explore.

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I thought you’d get a kick out of this. I wrote “A miracle is a change in thought,” one of my favorite quotes, on the chalkboard quite a while ago.  One day I came home and saw my husband’s addition – which made me laugh out loud. I wanted to say, “You got that right, buddy!”

Which is why I shoveled for over 4 hours yesterday. I have a job that I have to get to today. I need the ‘check in the mail.’ I have never shoveled such heavy, wet snow. Just shoveling the stuff at the end of the driveway from the snowplows on our road took me over an hour and a half. I have to say that about a quarter of the way through it all, I thought I wouldn’t be able to do it and I started crying. I was exhausted. I took a break, came in and called Don, drank some water and ate some protein and I went back out again. And again. And again.

Normally I’m not fazed by shoveling snow but this stuff was terrible. The snow had turned to rain during the night and by the time I got to it at 8:30 AM, it was impossible to move. Every part of my body is sore.

On top of all that, I am worried about boarding my Scoutie. I trust she will be okay, but I’m worried about her. I feel guilty. Please send positive thoughts her way, my friends. I want her to weather this easily and happily. I have to do it again later in January.

I’m glad Don is working and is in sunny San Diego, but I’ve got to tell you, I’m jealous. I miss him. I also miss his shoveling assistance.

Happy Friday.

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Oh Boy

December 27, 2012 at 8:28 am by Claudia

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Guess what I’m going to be doing today? All by my lonesome?

You guessed it. Several inches of snow arrived yesterday evening and overnight.

We have a long, uphill driveway. Heating oil is supposed to be delivered today. I am supposed to be driving to Hartford tomorrow. So I am currently sitting here, hurriedly writing a post, drinking enough coffee to wake up and tackle the snow.

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The snow is much deeper than this photo indicates. This is the section I shoveled last night so Scout could find her way up the hill to the dog corral. There we were at 10:00 pm – me shoveling, Scout frolicking. She was having such a good time, she wouldn’t come in.

As Don said to me on the phone (I called him while I was waiting for her to decide to come in) she is pure joy.

Have to go, my friends. Have a great day.

Happy Thursday.

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Holiday Nesting

December 26, 2012 at 8:08 am by Claudia

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I needed something to keep myself occupied over the holidays. With a lot of time to fill, I pulled out the afghan/throw I started crocheting….well…a long time ago. It was put to the side when I started crocheting all the Obsession Scarves. I’ve spent an enjoyable few days plopped on the sofa in the den, watching The Bishop’s Wife and Meet Me in St. Louis and A Tree Grows in Brooklyn (that movie breaks my heart, every time) and old episodes of The Rifleman and The Big Valley.

This is a variation of the ripple stitch in seemingly random colors ( but not really). It’s a scrappy throw for the den. Because it’s so big, I usually leave it on the sofa between bouts of crocheting.

Of course, my little nester had her eye on it and it wasn’t long before I saw this:

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and this:

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That girl sheds like crazy and everything in me wanted to move her back down to the other end of the sofa. But it was Christmas and, let’s face it, her hair is going to get on it anyway, especially if we use it in the den.

Besides, she’s awfully cute.

I’m glad Christmas is over. It was a long day, punctuated by a couple of Skype calls with Don and phone calls with my sister and dad. I got to say Merry Christmas to my mom, which I’m grateful for. Any sort of phone conversation with her nowadays is very rare and very short – she is not doing well.

I did make myself a special vegetarian holiday dinner: mashed potatoes and mushroom gravy, steamed asparagus, some Quorn (which is a chicken substitute – no meat for me), jellied cranberry slices ( I love them) and my grandmother’s Cloud Biscuits:

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Ummm mmmm good.

I’m off to run a few errands as we have a winter weather watch up for this afternoon and tomorrow. Yuck. I want it to be out of here by the time I have to drive to Hartford on Friday.

Thank you for all the holiday greetings!

Happy Wednesday.

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Filed Under: Christmas, crochet, Don, food, Scout 57 Comments

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