December 10, 2003

I never thought I'd say it, but I'm actually managing to eek out some Christmas!  I got a really good run on e-bay, so some of the things are at least on the way!  I'm so energized!

Eric and his partner have bids in on two major projects.  If they get either bid, they will have steady work for over a year!  The bids are supposed to be awarded within the next two weeks, so if you folks have any extra happy energy going around, please aim it in my direction!!  It would be such a relief to not have to think about money troubles for an entire year!  I don't think I can even imagine that.  They have some smaller jobs along the way to fill in the cracks, so that's a good thing.  It's all still patchworking together and I still have two lilies on their way into blooming. 

This has been such a holy time and I feel totally infused with the happy, peaceful, joyful stuff.  I'm fairly intolerable to be around.  :)~  I even found Santa hats for my kids, so you'll be inundated with pictures of that (I can make my own Christmas cards!  Whoo hoo!) and of the Great Candy/Cookie Making process of 2003.  The good thing about having grown up kids is they decide THEY want to help with the Christmas cooking, so I don't have to do it all.  If I play my cards right, I might get out of most of it (after 25 years!)!  We're doing molasses popcorn balls, divinity, chocolate fudge, peanut butter fudge, potato candy, rice krispie candy, frosted sugar cookies (got to soak the playdoh off the cookie cutters) and chocolate chip cookies. 

Yesterday was grocery day and everything I wanted was on sale, which is always a great bonus.

I had another dream about pets not being fed, but this time it was a little animal that looked like a furry tube with the ends closed that belonged to Dylan.  It was already dead, but when he told me "Mr Wiggly" had died, I realized he likely hadn't fed it and I hadn't been micromanaging him.  No phallic jokes or assumptions, please.

My house has fallen into the ripening and rotting phase, so I should likely get busy on it before Eric comes home and implodes in dismay.  He's so sensitive, that one.  *sigh*

I'll be around tomorrow, or at least that's the plan!

Take care, everyone and light up that life, OK?  Go the distance and do what you need to do to capture that little spark of happy and let it glow.

Loves,
Katrina