Decorating Dilemma

Our tree has been decorated. But it must have felt like this was too much because it fell over again, showering the room with purple and silver bulbs. Surprisingly only two broke, probably because it was caught in mid fall. I can't wait for Christmas! And we don't have to worry about the tree falling over again because we all exclaimed as we walk out of sight " Don't worry about the tree, its tied to the piano!"

Christmas Tree

We got our tree today! It is fabulous...ok, not really.
Its an odd little thing. It didn't stand strait in the stand 'cause a branch was pushing against the bass. It lasted several hours before falling over. We fix that. There is a chunk missing from the back, it can't be seen in the picture. We put it against the wall so nobody can see it. But the worst thing about it is its smell. It smells like cat pee. You walk in the room and you think for just a second that you smell pine, and then that's gone and you think 'what is that smell?' Its hard to tell. Dad actually febrezed it with the lovely sent of fresh evergreen & snow. It didn't help. We should get little pine air fresheners to hang on it. I have gotten use to it and can't smell it anymore. We are going to decorate it tomorrow, mom read somewhere that you have to let your tree settle for a day before you mess with it. Your Christmas will be happier if your tree is unstressed and comfortable.

Very Cold

It is very cold at our house. Cold enough for our dog and cat to snuggle together to get warm. It did warm up today a bit, it rained. I really don't like winter. My wheels fill with snow and then my hands get wet, you should see me on ice. When I get inside I spend half my life drying my wheels and picking the snow from between my spokes. I should get inside wheels and outside wheels. Anyway, mom is making pancakes and the whole house smells wonderful, I must go eat.

Three of Everything and Three Too Many

At work we are working up a new pattern, a coastal theme. I help design it (I did the shells) , now we have to bring it up to inventory. But this week I have to paint three of everything, for shows, picture and other things. However, I didn't realize how much there actually is. The picture (left or above) isn't even half of anything. I keep painting and painting then I look on my list, that I now have of everything, and find that I still have so much more to paint. We are talking, like, a hundred some pieces. My fingers cramp up. Not only do I have to paint everything in blue, it also comes in green. Oh, and did I mention that it all has to be done by Monday.


I love my job.

The Cat Has Skills

My mother's cat, Newman ( named after Paul Newman), has this interesting skill. It was captured in a series of pix that my mother took (go mom).

He spots a squirrel on the bird feeder...Prepares for attack...Jumps...Squirrel make a run for it...But he is not fast enough...The squirrel has been captured... Carried...

And like a good little kitty brought right to the front door. Still completely alive!

( that doesn't last long)