I can't have full bliss because...well, you know...but that doesn't mean that I can't have a little semi bliss on a chilly Sunday morning, right?
This is my first Christmas present to myself this year. I am so excited about it that I did a little prancy dance out there in the driveway in front of God and everybody when I realized that the new delivery guy didn't forget me today...he just delivered to the wrong mailbox.
(At least I hope that was the case....otherwise, I've swiped my neighbor's newspaper!)
I wish I could tell you how darn happy this stupid paper makes me. It's like a big fat box of chocolates that I get to open and savor...piece by piece...section by section...all week long. Oh, what joy!
Now before you tell me that I could have been reading the paper on my iPad thingie, let me just state once and for all that I am a purist and simply must have the feel of ink on paper in my hand with my damn good cup of coffee or the whole experience just flops.
So that's my day today. Coffee, the Sunday papers, the fireplace set to toasty, and then some beading on dear Vaceila. She's almost ready for her halo and headpiece:
If all goes according to plan I will finish her up and get started on a Guild assignment that needs my urgent attention. We are piloting a class and have to have it completed soon, and I have yet to start the darn thing! Given my propensity for seeking acceptance and approval constantly, I'd better get crackin' or I'm going to have to go sit in the corner...ashamed and alone to contemplate my failure.
But first, the paper! And coffee!
Here's hoping that your Sunday is as blissful as it can possibly be. Do something that makes your heart sing and your skirt blow up and come tell me all about it!