"Silent Night (not)
Choking, snoring, spluttering night
All aint calm
I look a sight"
After a 3rd night sleeping on a dodgy blow-up bed on the floor in our Sof's bedroom while she's poorly, my usual Elle Macpherson look first thing in the morning has been missing of late.
It's like being woken up every 2 hours by a meerkat, in this case it's to dispense pain killers rather than fluffy toys. Fingers crossed that she's possibly turning a corner today in her recovery. She's reached a 3/10, having been 2/10 for the past 2 weeks on the 'How Rubbish Do You Feel' scale (which is an official medical tool!)
Now...there comes a point in everyones life when sheer terror & panic sets in. For some it's the sight of a spider, for others it's a scary movie and for many it's toast accidently covered in Marmite.
For us crafters it's Christmas suddenly appearing days, rather than months, away.
Brace yourselves...31 days to go (minus 29 in order to give postie time to deliver...lol)
Panic stations! I have resorted to using some peelies, yes I know...'groan'...peelies (there...said it again)...peelies, peelies, peelies... to make a lot of CAS cards for Mr C alongside dies from Memory Box & Cheery Lynn & some gems.
I know I've sinned...forgive me.