At this time of year, Blogland is particularly full of scenes of perfection: impeccably decorated homes, lovely and thoughtful handmade gift ideas, delicious recipes, and cheerful Christmas soundtracks.
If all of that has made you feel the least bit stressed/insecure, please read on. I offer this post as a public service of sorts.
It's 2:00 in the afternoon and I'm still in my PJs.
Yeah, it's been one of those days. The baby has been fussy, the big boys especially rambunctious, and Jack-Jack has become a pint-sized version of that Mayhem character from the Allstate commercials. He pulled all the ball-shaped ornaments off of the Christmas tree (because the kid LOVES balls), clogged the toilet with half a roll of toilet paper, and knocked my sewing machine off of the counter.
Hasta La Vista, sewing machine. It's been nice knowing you. And just when things were starting to get interesting with my first pieced quilt project, too.
I was trying to be practical and limit the handmade gifts and projects this year, what with the craziness that a new baby would add to the mix, but as usual, I threw practicality out the window and couldn't resist sewing a little something: quilts for each of my big boys to celebrate their upcoming transition to bunk beds. They will be awesome, whenever they get done, but it sure as heck won't be before Christmas now.
So now, instead of scrambling to finish a couple of quilts before Christmas, I've suddenly got some free time on my hands. Time to do a little kid-friendly baking (and eating!), time to read stories with the kidlets, and maybe squeeze in a game of Chutes and Ladders or something.
But probably not time to shower...