its all in how you look at it

see i think that i've been posting every day. my brain goes through these little stories of the day and whatnot - have them all laid out. with photos and catchy titles. i mean, is it my fault that thinking a post and it not appearing in your blog has not been invented yet? and when can we expect the idea of stinging and corrective mind bullets to materialize. here's a tip: get stock in that now. its gonna be big.

ok a quick catch up. i took a sewing class and rode congress every nite late home. i called middle lane usually.

we tried to decide whether or not to move someplace else in 2 days before christmas. living on the edge you know. when decisions get hard, retreat to the bedroom in your festive skirt and kick up your heels. remember kids: why try to decide something now when you can put it off and let it fester and eat at you for a few days....builds character.

i walked by this tree swing. but did not swing in it. me and pie did however ride the merry-go-round. thats not pictured. you will just have to use your imagination.

a sewing machine came to live in my house and be my friend. im thankful.

i am making baby vikings. hats.

julie from madison came to visit. we ride bikes.

...to polvos. natch. they served us spiced tea with tequila in styroform cups.

the day came where it was no longer filled with late mornings in bed, coffee in front of the woodstove, sewing, meandering walks with the dogs, slow bike rides to noplace, and lingering evenings of movies. i went back to work.

and today the cold has lifted. its warm enough to open up the house. tula sizes up the day - we agree on a long walk, some sewing and a bike ride for groceries.

pie just wants to know if this photos makes his butt look fat. i told him: no little man. just large and in charge.