Wednesday, December 07, 2005

"Do you know the devil?"

Startling at the outset of any conversation, I'd say, but from the mouth of a six year to the ear of a maybe middle aged Mexican business man?
That's downright shocking.
Not to mention pretty stinking funny.

So we traveled north for Thanksgiving and will venture southwest for Christmas. We were in Chicago, having Thanksgiving dinner, no less, when Jordan asked a guest "Do you know the devil?". Now, I have to mention that at first we wondered if he had just asked this man whether he WAS the devil but upon further investigation Jordan simply wanted to "make sure we all know who is . . .(eyebrows raised, knowing look and a very pregnant pause) . . . under us all".

Aside from Jordan's philosophical ponderings things has been busy without being too terribly interesting. Jeremy just finished his term at school leaving so much free time on his hands we wonder if he will ever know what to do with himself (ahem. free time? please define and then note the sarcasm). We all had a lovely round of the flu but seem to be restored to health.

I attended my first craft show/vendor fair/call it what you will last week with a little project a friend and I have been working on called "Homesown Bazaar". We are selling everything from scarves to bibs (that are the coolest bibs you have ever seen, I might add) to magnets and gift bags. We are having an Open House on the 17th so I will be sure to let you know when I've made my first million.
And now an official nod to my wonderful grandmother who taught me how to knit (more than once) and succeeded in instilling in me the value of a handmade gift. It is what I spend much of my time doing and much of that time is spent thinking of her.

So thank you, Grandma. I love you.

And now . . . on to the pictures. Well in the next 24-48 hours you will get pictures but right now I have some sewing to get done so that I can Christmas presents wrapped and under the tree and out of the piles of plastic bags that teeter ever closer to the computer, threatening to swallow me alive.

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