The Rules of Haddon Wood

I’ve spoken about the great musical Camelot before.  Well, today I think I’ll make my own list of the way things oughta’ be.  I’m not in a rhyming mood, so I’m just making a list.

If it’s below 35 degrees and precipitation happens, it should be snow.  No sleet nor freezing rain allowed, ever.

A sunny, cold, damp afternoon is not appreciated.  No foul weather may fall till after sundown.  By seven AM the morning fog shall disappear.  (See?!  I’m more reasonable than Arthur.)

A dry perimeter must be maintained around the house.  About a half-acre will do.  You see, the dogs don’t care for going out in the wet, and I don’t care for their wet footprints.

When a lady (namely, THIS ONE!) is getting coiffed, it may not rain or even be humid until she is safely in bed and sound asleep for the night.  (See rule #2.  This SHOULD go without saying.)

The Princess may not gallop through the house while perfecting her dulcet tones.  Galloping is for horses, and should only happen outside. 

If one leaves work under the pretense of going home, that is where he should go.  Spending FOUR hours at the firehouse doesn’t fall under the scope of “headed home now.”  (Ehm…)

And lastly, my gal pals must know I love them, even when well-intended thank you notes, blog posts, etc. don’t happen.  

So, without further ado, I have been remiss in sharing a few lovelies that came my way.  I mention Anita and Michelle  often enough, but Sissy, attempting to crochet, and my good intentions got in the way.

Anita sent me these with another purchase last week.  She always slips in a little something extra, and it always makes me smile.  She also knows me well enough to choose items that are CLEARLY meant just for me!  Thank you Anita, and I apologize for saying so sooner!

(Before we move to Michelle’s gifts, I *DID* email both ladies and thank them upon receipt.  That is the ONLY way to go, right?!)

It’s a Sissy zipper pull, in Sissy’s and Mugsy’s “colors”!  Now that I’ve blogged it, it will go onto the jacket I wear the most that has a zipper.  (I’m a button and overcoat kind of girl, except for my fleecies!)

Aren’t the tags cute?  Which reminds me…  I have a ton of card-making supplies that want to be used.  When does our scrap & stamp group meet?  I hope it’s not tonight…  The keyring will allow my poor old bone that the house keys live on to retire.  THIS is small enough it can go in my purse!  Thank you, dear, always thoughtful Michelle! 

Knitting is happening.  Crocheting isn’t.  I’m mad at the ridges project, because it’s wrong, and poor Mary has tried to explain BDDC vs. FDDC to me about a million times.  I might practice/try again tonight, since yesterday’s instructions did have a little light flicker in the back of my dark, DIM crochet mind.

You want to know about the knitting, don’t you?  Well, I’m not telling.  So there.  Nearly everything I’m knitting is a gift for someone who reads here.  Don’t get excited PiF pals; there are only three of you and a host of folks I’d wanted to knit for at Christmastime.  So, when I don’t think that the color or a few rows will hit the intended recipient over the head, I may share a photo or two.  Otherwise, as they’re gifted, you’ll get to see what’s going on!