Whispering Into the Wind
That Long Winter's Nap...

Greeting the New

Santas I spent the first day of the new year working on the class samples for my Tinsel Trading classes. My studio was upside down from Christmas and various projects and although I had a lot of work to get done, I had to tackle my art closet before I could start. I now have all my fabric in my armoire and all the real crafty supplies in a big storage box. Unfortunately, the work desk is still covered in stuff and I couldn't take the time to tackle it. So I spent the day on my bed, surrounded by ribbon, passementarie,  lace, crepe paper, vintage silk flowers, scissors, and needle and threads.

While I snipped and sewed, I watched All Passion Spent, a beautiful story of an elderly English lady who after her husband's death, lives the life she always wanted to have. The day was raw and wet and I couldn't imagine a more perfect way to spend the first day of the year than by sitting in quiet and choosing this color ribbon and that color paper and putting it all together peacefully while the rain hit the windows.

Mr. Pom and I had a simple New Year's Eve. We had sushi with The Teen before delivering her to Sister #4's house for a sleepover with her cousin. She made cookies and a Happy New Year's cake and my brother in law told me when they went to bed at 1:30, the kids were still going strong playing ping pong. I love that she still has evenings where Guitar Hero and ping pong wit her cousins are where she wants to be. I hope all the cousins stay close even when they go off to college. Mr. Pom and I made it past midnight, thanks to some strong cappuccino after dinner, and we had no desire to be out or entertaining as we watched the SNL retrospective on TV.

Tomorrow my little lamp lit quiet time is over and I return to the office.  Mystery Man is home for another two weeks and he is working with his sister as part timer at her job. He cooked steaks for his friend tonight and now they are playing X-Box. The Teen is taking photos of the month long still life she did for art. Mr. Pom is taking a baseball quiz in a book he got for Christmas. The Princess is doing her laundry and taking a shower.  I'm about to make a cup of tea.

This year. Last year. As long as it's filled with love and family together under one roof.

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