Watching the Dr. Who marathon, eagerly anticipating the upcoming Christmas special.
So. So far, I've gotten the items for the Nephew's vegan dish. I've wrapped all the presents. I've given Kid #2 his birthday gift. I've practiced the two guitar pieces and the chant.
And I made meatloaf for dinner.
All the cards have gone out. All the social media is caught up for the yoga pages I manage.
And I started a new pair of socks. I think this time, it's going to work! Not sure how the pattern is going to lay out yet; I'm only half way into the first repeat, and it was a horrendously long cuff in K1, P1 ribbing. Boooooooooorrrrring!!
Knitting...

Anyway, I need the 4 - 6 rows of knitting so the sock goes over my foot and fits my "biker's calves" better. But that being said, I'm going to try to do the rest of it as written, and I think it's a new kind of heel. That's usually where I stick to the Doris Heel, which I can almost do in my sleep. But I need to branch out and really do something different.

These are 400 yard skeins here, and this is the Christmas series. Those will be beautiful and I may repeat the Close to You or pick another small shawlette. I have a couple of books on shawls with sock yarn, so I'm going to root through them over the Christmas and New Years holidays (we have a long weekend for both of them) and see what I can find. All of the stuff from Expressions is too nice for feet. I still have a silk blend lace scarf that I had planned to finish...but you know how that goes. I can also work on that. It's sitting here in my bag.
I have to remember to take breaks - because I've discovered a "hip thing." The chiropractor thinks it's a torqued hip and I've laid off the yoga for a week. And man, can I feel it!
But sitting and knitting is not cool. I have to remember to stand and walk around a bit more.
Christmas decor...

Here's the "grand tour" of what we've done. We have the usual 4' tree on the table. First off, we really don't have room for the large tree. We have a crap-ton of ornaments, and we really need to work on the large wreaths I purchased 8 years ago - to permanently wire those with the ornaments and lights, and then use "command strips" to hang them on either side (inside) of the picture window so that we can enjoy them.


This, of course, is not the Young Living ornament. This is our traditional pierogie ornament. Both of the kids have one, and I believe I bought my mother one. I know I gave my brother one, too.
I did buy the kids two new ornaments, but honestly, I kept the one for Kid #1 - because I have most of his ornaments anyway; he hasn't really settled down, and I don't want a lifetime's worth of ornaments to be left behind somewhere. I know - it's probably silly, and there's no telling what he'll do with them when I'm gone. Maybe, by that time, he'll be settled down and married. Maybe his future wife will want them. Who knows? So what I bought Kid #1 is a "Welder" ornament. And Kid #2 has a red mixer. He's already bummed because when I started the collection of ornaments, Kid #1 got cars, and he got angels.... Hey - there wasn't a whole lot to pick from when he was born!! I probably should have done Santa or something like that. But I didn't. I have no idea why...

So I used just plain glue, and "wrote" on the snowflake and the "snow" word. A little "diamond dust" glitter, and that's all I needed. I put "fake snow" on the top left and bottom right corners, added glue, and a little more diamond dust, and I have "drifts." It's cute.
I see the other decorations that friends have posted, and yeah - I do wish we'd have done more. But it is what it is. Maybe next year.
Because seriously, this year it seems like it snuck up on everyone. Everyone I've talked to has said, "What? It's Christmas???" Like we all know it comes around in December, but this year, it seems like time flew even faster than anyone wanted it to fly.
The Last Baking...

You mix butter, flour, salt, pepper, paprika and shredded cheddar together. You pray because it seems like it will NEVER come together. But it does. Then you refrigerate it for 2 hour or more.
Then you take it out and let it rest for a bit (just so you don't break your cookie portioner or bend your spoon!) and then - heat the oven to 350 or so, make these into balls, and put them on a parchment lined sheet.
Bake them for about 12 minutes. You do not want them to brown. Let them sit for about a minute on the sheet, then take 'em off. One batch made about 45 of them. So I froze them, and when it's time, I'll set them out on a plate, they'll come to room temp. If I was having this party at home, I'd heat them in the oven for about 3 minutes, just to get that "melty" texture back. But at room temperature, they're really good.
Kid #2 brought over a smaller selection of his cookies, so we have PLENTY of those! Choir members get a bag each, and then we're giving a bag to our substitute priest who's saying the Christmas Vigil service.
Speaking of church...

The ironwork is stamped, but the flowers are hand-made. Yes, most Episcopal churches have red doors, but we have these. I'm not sure why - I'll have to ask one of the old-timers.
We're still working on getting a permanent vicar, and we're getting closer. In the meantime, I'm working as the administrator, and we're working with substitute priests.
It's been interesting working with the process, and a learning experience, for sure. A lesson in diplomacy for me. And a lesson in patience.
Yoga stuff...

Once I get back to teaching. Once the "hip thing" fixes itself. I'm going to do some Yin this weekend to see if I can get things stretched a bit and feeling ok. I do teach again on Thursday, so we'll see.
It also looks like I'm going to be teaching on Saturdays for a while. I don't like having to find teachers, but it is what it is. I have to balance how much I teach, so that the studio has diversity in the staff. I don't know if I'll be able to find a good fit, but I've really only had a few who haven't worked out. It is what it is, and you have to, as a studio owner, have a sense of "healthy detachment."
I care about my students and my teachers, but it took me a while to realize that my teachers may love the studio, but they have stuff going on and won't always be as dedicated as I am. I mean - really. I own the place. There's a level of attachment there that's necessary of course. But then as a teacher, you have more freedom, in a way. You have less responsibility, but that's only an observation I've made; since I started teaching, I'd been managing the studio, so I really have "lived" this studio for years.

A "surprise Santa" left it for me. I suspect it was one of my students, but you know what?
I don't want to know who it is unless he or she wants to come forward.
The reason I suspect that is that on one side, it says "peace & all good," and that's what I end virtually every class with. You wouldn't know that if you weren't my student.
It's beautiful. The pots are filled with dirt and blue/white/grey marbles, and there are solar lights in there. Hubby put it on the front porch, but the local squirrels were eyeballing it as a potential hiding place for nuts, so he brought it into the basement.
I'm not sure I want to leave it outside at the studio. I mean, so far, nobody's nicked a potted plant, but there's really no way to secure this thing, and I don't want it taking a walk. I hate to have to think that way, but we're kind of in a hole, and someone could walk off with it without being seen. Don't you hate to have to think that someone will take something?
Random Picture...

I don't bother with Raisa because she hates hats and gives me a stink-eye that makes me glad she still sleeps in a crate!
Of course, Quinn got the antlers with bells, so perhaps she didn't appreciate the music? Never know. But she was happy to get her little venison treat afterward.
Merry Christmas to each of you! And whatever you celebrate - be there. Turn off the social media. Set your phone down. Be. Be present. Be mindful. Be there. Because it's that important!
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