It's beginning to feel a lot like Christmas!

With today only being December 8, Christmas still seems so far away. But then I look at my calendar and see that 3 weeks from today I'll be heading to the great state of ALABAMA! Whooohoooo! That's really not that far away.

A repairman who came by the house today told me about a house to go see that had a ton of Christmas lights. Bobby's not that big on traditions at Christmas, but two things we have done more than once (and I would do every year if it were up to me) are visiting the Meadow Lights at Christmas (he's not crazy about the cold) and seeing The Bethlehem Star at the Moorehead Planetarium (he doesn't like the secular perspective).

Meanwhile, the idea I had for decorating my table for Friday night kind of fell apart Saturday...literally. I even dreamed about it last night, but of course in my dream it was much worse than reality. So on my list of things to do today: assemble a pre-bought gingerbread house. My "glue" refused to hold the one I made together. So hopefully I can modify this one to meet the design I want. And if that doesn't work we'll move to Plan C which is slowly formulating.

So, I'm off to do housework, fun stuff, errands, and quilt (of course!)

17 Days and Counting!!!

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