Bridget asked where I got the cat Nativity. Actually, it was the Bradford Exchange You know, the ads that you pay a smidgen of attention to until something really grabs your attention? One of those. It came to me one piece at a time, which was oddly satisfying.
On the subject of Nativities, I found the pieces of one in the pets' stockings, where it was stowed as I cleaned up after last Christmas. Did any of you ever play Pick-Up Sticks? That's what this reminded me of when the pieces tumbled out: Pick-Up Creche:
All my various congestions have begun breaking up, and I feel better. Lots and lots of throat-clearing going on, though. And, right on cue, the weather turns cold and rainy, so sinus headaches are setting in. It really is always something, isn't it?
Not a whole lot of knitting going on, as I've got a couple of holiday embroidery gifts to get done. I may have my actual shopping done, though that may change if one or more of my children add to their Christmas lists. One of them has a history of last-minute add-ons. I shan't reveal which one.
Are there enough hyphenates in the post?
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My kiddos used to do that WHEN Santa came to them. I would turn green when one would say, Oh I changed my mind. I told Santa I wanted Barbie not The Game of Life. One of us would hit the TOYS R US and in a way were relieved when they knew. Then they knew there s no changing lists!!!!!
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