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Happy New Year!
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.
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.