The frost is on the pumpkin this morning, and Rich and I are having some coffee before I get myself together and head to the library for Hoosier Heartland.
(I was going to say that Rich and I are having some damn good, but this is a family show after all, and based on some of the frisky emails I've received...minds wander.)
We did have fun at the Notre Dame/Penn State hockey game last night. Hot dogs and dietCokes were on the menu, but I was shocked to discover that dietCoke just ain't what it used to be! I knew that it might taste a little different after all this time, but it was...unrecognizable.
I. Was. Crushed.
As you know from reading this here blog, my love affair with dietCoke goes back quite a way. It was my constant sippy cup companion, and got my through many sleepy afternoons. I don't think I drank TOO much of it...maybe two cans a day...but quitting it was the hardest thing I've ever done.
Now it turns out that I wasn't missing anything after all, so I can go back to a life sans dietCoke and stop shedding tears when the commercials come on the TeeVee.
I have promised myself some time in the cube room studio this afternoon. Things have gone awry in there and we are starting to use it as a depository for things we don't know what to do with. That simply has to change, since I promised myself that the loss of my big studio from the house would not result in chaos.
Christmas stitching is still on the brain, but not yet in the q-snaps. We're doing an ornament today in Guild, so that might just be the perfect starting point!
That's it for now...better get ready to scoot so I'm not late for my stitchy sissies!