I'm Baaaaaacccckkkkk......

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Happy New Year!

and

A big thank you for not forgetting me whilst I took my blogging break.

Nay, you forgot me not - and I even added a few followers.

Thank you.

I have to warn you.

I'm back with a bit of a vengeance.

I feel so full that I'm only assuming that I have a month's worth of drivel that needs spewing, and spewing quick.  I feel that my body is about ready to burst at the seams with good things like hope, joy, contentment, peace and maybe a bit too much cream cheese.

But that's neither here nor there.

I can't begin to tell you how excited I am that this New Year has actually BEGUN.

Please know that the Christmas decorations are safely stowed in the attic, and have been since Dec. 27th.  I had big hopes for December - and I have to tell you - for the most part they were dashed.  I had visions of cozy chair time, reading, watching the tinsel glisten in the tree lights, with Christmas music playing in the background.  I experienced it here and there - but most of the month was spent in a bit of frenzy, in my flannel nightgown, hair askew, finishing my Christmas gifts and signing for semi-truck load deliveries of cream cheese.  At least that's what it felt like.

In spite of myself - I did have a most wonderful holiday.

I gave up worry in December - and there's no looking back.  I'll share that journey with you soon.

I watched 'Cranford', and 'Return to Cranford'.

I'm in love with Judy Dench, and would really appreciate it if you called me Dame Jaym from here on out.

I learned to make mittens.

We had chicken carnage - I'll spare you the details for now.

I've hopelessly neglected my emails.

I started drawing silly chickens drawings like this:

I have so many ideas floating in my head I can't sleep.

As I type this I'm sitting at my loom, ready to weave a rug for the new year, all the while my heart is ripe with the realization that we are all beginning a new weaving of our own - the year 2011.

Ladies and Gentlemen - start your looms.