Raining here again today. A nice uggy 40 degrees to boot. Of course I had to be out in it to run errands. Did I think to get computer CD's the other day when I was in Wally World when it was sunny and warm? Of course not. Then there's the necessary evils of house payments, bank runs and the usual milk and bread. It may actually snow by the end of the week. About the only thing blooming at my house is this miniature violet that was supposed to stay miniature so it would fit in the brandy whatever they're called. Apparently somebody forgot to tell the violet to stay little because it's coming out the top of the container.
I have one more week of Farmer's Market and it's done for the year. Market is about like gardening. By this time I'm ready for a break. I only bake one night a week now and it's strange to actually sit down and read or crochet. I started an afgan in September while Steph was in the hospital and maybe we'll be done with it by Christmas. Wonder how Edward's doing with the sweater?
Is anyone out there organized enough that they've done any Christmas shopping yet? Or even written a card or two? Or do any of you do Christmas cards anymore?