I was in the car today with Dear Husband, coming home from a quick trip to the grocery store. It’s been the kind of day when you want to stay inside, curled up by the fireplace, reading a book or napping. It’s gray and rainy, and we’re still recovering from our wonderful Thanksgiving, but not quite ready to be rushing around in the world.
I said to DH that I probably don’t tell him enough that I love him. I was thinking how good it was of him to go with me to the store, when neither of us really wanted to be out. He responded that it was probably the same for him.
I told him that when you’ve been married as long as we have, a woman enjoys hearing a gushing vow of love from her husband now and then.
He made a noise that sounded like the last bit of a shake being sucked up through a straw. “No, Dear. That’s not what I was looking for. That was a SLURP, not a gush. You need to work on your definitions.”
I’ll be endlessly entertained by him, until the day I hit him with a cast iron fry pan! *G*
Daily Archives: November 26, 2011
Trunk Show
NO…..I’m not showing trunks. (Blame that comment on Dear Husband, who would have asked what trunks.)
I’ve been invited to so a short showing of some of my quilts. The church which my Mother attended has an Empty Nester group. I know many of the members, and have worked with several of them on Scraps on a Mission, making gift quilts for people in the hospital and nursing homes.
The woman who founded Scraps on a Mission is the person who happens to be in charge of the Empty Nester Luncheon following church on Sunday, and she asked if I would be willing to show some of the quilts.
I have a list of quilts I think would work, and on Saturday, I’ll get them out, fold them up and bag them (just in case the weather is bad). I’ll be speaking very extemporaneously, and showing a quilt every 60-90 seconds. I believe that I’ll have to prune my list a bit to keep the men in the audience from being overwhelmed. *G*
Dear Husband, and My-Sister-The-Nurse will help me carry the quilts in. The theme of the luncheon is “Leftovers.” I’ll be taking raspberry pretzel salad, the one item of Thanksgiving dinner of which I never get enough! I may save two small servings, so that the salad has a “cut-into” look about it.
Too bad we can’t video tape the show, so that I could put it on YouTube for you. Next time I’m invited to do this, I’ll have to think ahead!
Wish me luck!
Black Friday
I DETEST that term! I am sick unto death of the ads telling us to get out and bust down the doors for the best savings. It’s all about SPENDING…..it has nothing to do with Christmas.
I don’t understand why stores don’t do special sales earlier in the year on their own individual schedules, rather than all of them trying for your attention at the same time. Doesn’t it make sense that the consumer would buy more if he can spread it out over more time?
I hate lines. I hate badly behaved shoppers. I hate seeing people fighting over the last of some highly touted item that their child is going to ignore after a week. I hate the feeling that I MUST buy a gift for someone, when I haven’t a clue what they might like to have.
I am fed up. I will not be giving Christmas presents this year to anyone other than our granddaughters, who are seven and younger. I am having a reaction to years and years of increasing hype, and am having my own personal revolt! It’s quite probable that part of the problem lies within me, because I truly don’t like to shop. But, a larger share of the blame for my reaction goes to the force-feeding of ads and the focus on spending for the season.
So, please don’t be upset when you do not receive a gift from me. I’m going to be celebrating Christmas differently this year.