Almost 1-1-11

I just thought this was a cool snowglobe.

Due to some changes and other stuff going on in my life, I was going to scrap this blog altogether. But then what would my three loyal readers do with all their spare time? So, in keeping with the (soon to be) new year, I'm following in the footsteps of Madonna and Cher and reinventing the blog, complete with a one-word name and a facelift. The rest...well, that'll pretty much stay the same. There'll still be potholder reports, the occasional lame-ass contest, and narcissistic updates on what's happening in the life and times of yours truly. In other words, I've left my diary open ... again.

So first up is a potholder report, because there was a record-setting flurry of weaving going on, and the results were stunning. Not all were captured on film...er...electrons (?), but trust me, they were awesome.



Someone, who shall remain nameless because she hasn't signed a waiver, was very excited about creating this lovely potholder. It's possible the student has surpassed the teacher. The rest of the proof was, unfortunately, not documented. Yet.







Christmas potholders for June (not the colors, just the fact that they are for Christmas -- the colors are for her house...just so we're clear.)



I can also report that Library Springs still offers a great winter walk, though I think possibly the little tree that the Township planted for me has been eaten by deer. I can't find it anywhere.



Last but certainly not least, sweet dreams and happy trails to sweet little Xena, who left us earlier in the month. She was a special cat and a great comfort to her mom -- she will be missed.




(Xena liked to get in a workout every day...)

Dickens 2010

The wind-up Mini Coopers made another appearance in this year's Dickens parade. They're always a crowd pleaser. This year we had snow falling, which added a nice bit of atmosphere. For the record, heaters in these cars still suck. Luckily my co-pilot, Grayson, was well fueled on Skittles (there may still be a few rolling around in the car). Pam and her co-pilot Jaelyn drove Lenore's car. Lenore watched the parade and took pictures with her neighbor. Before we got rolling, Grayson asked if the fans would be on both sides of the street. :) Fans -- I like that. We both threw caution to the wind and illegally threw candy from the car, which parade organizers frown upon. It was worth the risk. We had full-sized candy leftover from the visitor's center; I think Grayson may have almost put someone's eye out, but it was all in good fun.






In other Holiday news, I actually put up a tree and hung a wreath. I know, alert the media. I can't promise this stuff won't all still be up/out come March. My tiny tree is on a little corner table, over which hangs the tree skirt. Hoops loves this arrangement, because it makes a little tent, which is in turn nicely warmed by the baseboards. I seldom see anything but her little tail poking out these days. I've also been running a space heater (set very low) on her porch in an attempt to keep my Rosemary plants alive through the winter. So far so good, though I haven't gotten the electric bill yet, so we'll see how long that lasts.

Update: My last bill was over $100 (!!), so the damn plants are on their own. Actually, they are being fostered elsewhere.