Well here we are again, just a few days before Xmas. It comes around so quickly each year.
I thought I was having a day making a gingerbread house with the girls but they remembered that I said I would take them to Ikea to buy desks for their new rooms. I am still recovering, all that walking. I'm not nearly as young as I used to be. I hadn't realised what I had started. They have been researching what they wanted for weeks and Monique had her list and knew exactly what she wanted to buy, Jasmine knew, but wanted to look at everything to be sure she had picked the right things. Once around Ikea wears me out, three times destroys me. So instead of going to inspect my daughter and son-in-law's new farm (they are going to run cattle) I stayed home to recover and sent my husband on his own.
I have now just about finished with Xmas lunches, only one more to go and most of my friends have flown out of Australia to all points of the globe. The USA, UK, the middle east and South America and now I am sitting looking at a mug I was given as a gift.
It needs a bag. I have another mug in a beautiful bag but I have put it somewhere SAFE. Heaven knows where SAFE is, I don't, so, I need to make a new mug bag. (You can not go to patchwork meetings without a mug bag.) I think I will make a mock-up for this one so that I can make adjustments. (Tutorial to follow.)
I still have that gingerbread house to finish, that will be Friday. ( If you want a good laugh have a look at Arne and Carlos decorating their Gingerbread House. )
Because of the high humidity here our gingerbread houses only last 1 day, sometimes less. I think waiting for the collapse of the house is part of the attraction to the girls. And on the above show, which is set in Norway, they demolish their houses, which are filled with lollies, with a hammer on Xmas Eve to get to the sweets. I won't tell the girls about that.