Whew, it's over.

Another Christmas finished with the usual gluttony, drama from Baggage, Prima Donna behavior from Baggage, vomiting, drained bank accounts, headaches, distended stomachs, lots of full trash bags that don't all fit in the trashcan, the frig. full to the gills with food uneaten...this year I was on antibiotics so I couldn't drink a drop of alcohol to ease the Christmas pain...but Sisters and Brothers, I took my last pill over 12 hours ago and I'm making up for lost time!

Funny, I received some pretty great gifts this year, a really nice poncho from MOMA, a Burberry cashmere scarf, a couple books, but not one single knitting related gift. Bfriend is obsessed with cooking, got him a million cookbooks, pizza stone, Le Creuset dutch ovens, wooden spoons...Mom, obsessed with setting up her sewing room (no, doesnt sew, knows how, but has Bonomo's Clothiers)so I got her amazing scissors, all those new hip sewing books(like Built by Wendy, In stitches etc)LOTS of sewing related objects, and she also asked for an Ipod, so I got her a nano she can go running with and a Bose docking stereo system. She opened it and said " Whats this?". But not one Knitting related object for me. Ok. Yes. I own the LYS. But what does a knitter love? We Heart Yarn! Buy me anything but Red heart, Bernat, Caron, or Crystal Palace, or some icky scratchy LOPI or fun fur or cotton classic or, oh, I guess the list is kinda long...hate me some Swedish Yarn Twins or Peaches and Creme cause I know its CHEAP! Or Sugar and Creme, anything with creme! Or Debbie Bliss Cotton Cashmere cause it splits or ETC! ETC. Ok, Iam getting mildly hysterical. I did get great gifts, may I reiterate. AND I sent out 125 Christmas cards and got 6. I am not whining, mind you. Just scratching my head in wonder. Maybe the writing is on the wall. Everyone hates me.


Ok. Breathe. Bfriend just explained to me in a sweet low voice that no one would dare get me Knitting stuff, cause they assume, I buy all the new books (which I do) and I am very particular about yarn color (which I am). and alot of my friends are going thru serious life trauma and probably didn't send out Xmas cards and 100 of them I sent to customers, they won't send me one back, thats wierd! Speaking of wierd, James Brown did nothing for me...but how icky to wake up on christmas and give the gift of death to your family ! My gaud! I need a pedicure.