This quilt is an example of self-fullfilling prophecy. December has flown, and while working on the quilt, I didn’t get anything else done. So three days ago, Russ was indeed on a tall ladder stringing a complex light construction in the front yard and I was feeling a little blue with no other decorations up. And so…

(following is sung to the tune of Twelve Days of Christmas) Two days of shopping, one day of wrapping, no time for baking, and a stack of unmailed holiday cards.

But this season I kept working on art and spent time with family and friends, so that’s what’s important, right? For those of you I promised Christmas cards and haven’t sent yet, we’ll just be creative and change the tag line to “Happy New Year!” You’ll understand, I hope.

Right now I can’t sleep due to a sore throat and ringing ears, sitting on the sofa wrapped in a blanket and a mountain of kleenex. But I’m also glowing from a wonderful Christmas Eve with family today, another celebration starting tomorrow.