Haven't stopped by in almost two weeks, so I thought I better pop over and make sure the pipes haven't frozen and burst or something.
The issue right now, is not that I have nothing to blog about, but maybe too much. Nothing earth-shattering; lots of ideas whose seeds are germinating, but I'm being a lousy thought gardener. I'll get out the spade and hose soon.
In the meantime, I've been spending my laughably few free moments cross-stitching, because, although I play a 34 year old mother of two small things, in reality I am a 70 year old gramma with a decent handle on pop culture.
I can't even post pictures to prove that I've been spending my time
Although, this weekend I didn't really do much cross-stitching at all. I slept 12 hours on Friday night, relieved my stress with a tiny bit of retail therapy on Saturday, saw a REALLY great play Saturday night (yeah NoMo! Beautiful and talented, that lady), and had friends over on Sunday.
I spent a lot of time cooking this weekend: made beef stroganoff on Saturday night, (we don't eat a lot of red meat, but I'm worried about my children's iron stores. They're a bit pale. Maybe they're just Protestant. I can't tell.) peanut-butter rice krispie squares and a decent but mushy slow-cooker french toast casserole for our company on Sunday, and salmon patties with sweet potato fries and steamed veggies for dinner Sunday night.
I swear, if I could just spend my days cooking, crafting, and cuddling my babies, I'd be the happiest 70 year old granny in the world. Le't's work together to make this happen, people.