It's been a week. I am not dead. Thank you for your concern. It was a close call, though.
Fall finally made it's way down to Macon. The leaves were changing and the temperature dropped. In the midst of the excitement, the flu snuck up from behind and knocked my legs right out from under me. I slept for five days straight. I almost missed Turkey Day. Someone woke me up....I ate....I went back to bed.
I vaguely remember seeing parts of the Macy's Thanksgiving Parade through a NyQuil-induced coma.
Ours was great. We have much to be thankful for.
Now that I'm feeling better, I've got lots to catch up on. I've been working on some Christmas Projects and I can't wait to share them with you.
One of them involves involves a lot of these...
Another one involves a lot of this...
We had our stocking workshop last night. We had so much fun sewing and laughing and listening to Christmas music. (By the way, if you just type Christmas in as a station on Pandora, you will get the most random assortment of Christmas music EVER!) I didn't take one single picture, but every one's stockings looked amazing...so creative! I hope they all had as much fun as I did!
Back from the dead,