“What day is it?”
It’s today, squeaked Piglet.
My favorite day, said Pooh.
― A.A. Milne –
That’s my new best thought and what I’m going to think every morning when I get up!
I lost about 36 hours this weekend. Part of those 36 hours are when I usually do most of my posts for the week. I had a relapse. Or some kind of flu on top of the lingering cold germs. Can there be any worse time to get sick? Only 15 days until Christmas! I’ve got projects to finish, cookies to bake, shopping to start! I’ve got company coming–I have to CLEAN!
Friday night we went to a holiday dinner at Glen Lakes. Hey, I didn’t know I would be close to death by Saturday night–I felt GREAT. (Just like Tony the Tiger) I apologize to all my new BFFs that I may have accidentally and totally unknowingly passed my germs onto them. So sorry.
And Saturday morning, again before I knew I was almost on my death bed, we went to the Crystal River Mall. I needed to go to the music store plus there was an arts & crafts show scheduled. I grabbed my camera–a local story! But that mall is so sad. Even Rural King looked slow–how many camouflage couches can one use?
So on that low note, here’s a picture of some bunnies to brighten up your Tuesday. The name of the piece is Lapins, but I like to think of it as Rapture of the Rabbits.
I’ll be back on Thursday with a sewing project.