Today I have spend all day sorting out 900 addresses for our work Christmas cards. I have googled, I have looked in the white pages, on our data base and in our accounts system. My brain hurts. My 13 year old is at WAR with his father, possibly the ugliest fence ever has been erected on our front lawn and I have to make a potluck something for tea tonight.
Every thing in the garden is lovely anyhow... look at this lovely yellow rose, it's an old English Graham Thomas rose, it makes me feel happy just to look at it.
Pink rose buds, how can you feel grumpy with the world when you look at these?? Well actually quite easily, but I'm determined not to be. It's too close to Christmas to sweat the small stuff. Santa is coming to the street Christmas party. I'm going to have a glass of something cold and refreshing, change out of my [slightly too small] jeans into something comfy and pray that the casserole cooks in time and the somewhat tough meat tastes delicious.
Oh I know what will help this day get better, the winner of the World Sweet World magazine is Whitney, who said, : "i'm thinking about making one of these wreaths (seen here) out of paper scraps from our recycle bin. if i can make time, of course!" Congratulations Whitney, can you email me with your address??