As I just remarked to Mr Red Cardinal, if I don't write another blog post soon, I might just become one of those bloggers who disappear one fine day -
without intending to....
It has been a little bit hectic around here, what with birthdays and Christmas, choir practice and performances, and a crack in the swimming pool.
I know, First World problem...
I made my cheaters Yule log for Mr C's study group.
Purchase a chocolate Swiss roll, cover in chocolate frosting and shards of Cadbury Flake. Decorate as desired with red berries, greenery, and a Red Bird.
My birthday treat was a Symphony concert featuring a thrilling performance by Violinist Maxim Vengerov of the Sibelius Violin Concerto.
And the Berlioz Symphonie Fantastique to round out the evening.
Totally spoiling me, Mr C also gave me a new orchid to add to the collection,
a new lipstick and some nice chunky pretend pearls.
DD in Canada sent me some Monet socks, which are soft and pretty.
And some Eiffel Tower paper clips and a little book of Canadian birds.
Daughter has been busy too - another birthday in her house, as the Big Brother turned six. He requested a Zombie party...
Unfazed, my talented girl produced a cake,
and some healthy, though gruesome, snacks.
Wish I'd been there too.
But I was having fun back here in Oz, when our other grandson, Little Aussie came for a few days.
As is his wont, he likes to play with my little Christmas village and its illuminated houses..
He insisted I turn off all our house lights -
utilised my Nativity scene, and announced that he had made:
The Sewing Sisters gang had a Christmas lunch.
I love this pin-cushion action by the busy bee, D.
I have already entered many pins into the big one.
The little tiny one is perfect for small projects when on the move...
V made this glamorous pink soap, all by herself.
I have no idea how you do that, but it smells Divine.
Secret Santa gave me the sweetest little white jug.
I love it. Thank you.
It has been very hot, which is tiring and makes my feet swell.
But the house looks festive and bright, and I might eventually finish the Christmas shopping.
I have been shocked to see the awful floods in the U.K.
Those poor people, thousands of houses under water.
Thinking of you, Mother England, as my old father always thought of you.
Stay well, and keep Calm for Christmas.